The Life of a Catholic Girl

I went to my usual life of meeting the precepts of living my baptism and was accused by persons of being a false witness of my decision to live this fully. My desires came so freely and these assailants demanded I was the false witness. My grandmother observed her life and ordinary tasks of domestic fidelity without being seen by public consideration of these persons who were only there for a photograph. She is the Saint.  Faithful. Meryl Viola Bravo