One of my favorite places in DC is the National Cathedral. My family will find this as no surprise as when we were in Rome I dragged them into every.single.church. and when we visited New York guess what is on the itinerary? Oh St. Patrick’s. I swoon. And from there I force them to visit chapel after Cathedral reading about the Saints and lighting candles.
I adore Cathedrals. Catholic Cathedrals. Actually any big old fancy church. I positively WEPT at the design travesty that is the Los Angeles Cathedral. Give me old school all the way. Midnight Mass at St. Charles Borromeo (not a Cathedral, just awesome) near our old home was a tradition Zach and I adored. I miss that. Midnight Mass when you have wee ones is a bit tricky, isn’t it? Also, I’m not actually Catholic, but it was my primary study subject in school and even as I creep closer towards a more mature age (while eschewing actual maturity) I still long to go back and study the heck outta those popes! I’d be Catholic in a heartbeat if it weren’t for that pesky inequality thing, and I don’t think it’s quite right to join up having a major problem with a church (although Andrew Sullivan would disagree).
Wow this post went a different way than I had thought.
The oh so incredible Kate wrote this re-cap of Listen To Your Mother. Take a second and give it a gander. It was magic. It was heaven.