As an adult, I don't remember doing anything for Palm Sunday. I've only considered myself an adult for the last few years so this is probably why. We haven't had a gathering for this holiday (is it a holiday?)since Nonie died. This year my aunt had the party. Nobody remembered how to "start" the palms but her and I and nobody really wanted to do any except me. Thankfully, we didn't have a whole tub full.
Sadly, Palm Sunday has no religious value to me. I still consider myself a Catholic but… one day I will tell you my feelings on Catholicism.
It was a nice day to eat and weave. I still like Palm Sunday.
Monica like your post! Keep up the art work. I remember the days when I did many doing many art projects with Dom. I always knew he would become an artist from as early as two years old. It turns out art runs in our veins. My grandmother's brother was an artist, and quite a good one. I did not discover this until a few years back when I went to visited my grandmother. There was this painting in the dining room--a bit dark--but still a beautiful painting. I asked, "who did this?", and my grandmother age 94 said my brother.
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