For many months, I haven't felt at peace. I have felt like something is missing in my life. Yesterday was my birthday, so I did a evaluation of my life. Aside from the loss of my Dad, and my Mom with her new home and way of life with Alzheimer's, I have it pretty good. My life is wonderful right now. I turned 56, my husband and kids are happy and healthy, I love my job, so why the feeling of loss? After really searching, my mind went to God and my Church Services. I haven't been consistently going to Mass for awhile. I am Catholic, and y es, I am the Church secretary and shouldn't they go every day? Well you would think so right? After my Dad died, I put off going to Mass . I just didn't want to see anyone who would remind me of my Dad. My parents loved going to Mass. They were on the Catering Crew, were active in the Cursillo Movement, and Small Faith Groups, with my sister and I as well, so everything and everyone there, reminded me of them. T