This I must say has been the most emotional day ever. My church is closing. Of course I'm going to cry.

The Bishop actually liked our dance. During the Homily, people screamed out in wasted breath "You don't know pain!" "This doesn't make sense.." Of course it doesn't! We don't need to hear it, we're all sad.

The grounds were littered with signs and paint...I bawled as soon as the mass was over. Life isn't easy.

This is something hard to overcome. Although the building is gone, the church isn't. We are the church, the people. My dreams are somewhat shattered.

Sorry for the scattered thoughts....