The older kids and I went to a different parish for Mass last weekend. The events of the day had run longer than expected, and by the time we realized it we were too late for the 5pm Mass. A quick Google search led us to the “ugly” parish that we had studiously avoided when we moved here two and a half years ago. We were so turned off by its modern architecture that we never even gave it a chance. In doing so, we missed something truly specialPlease visit Backwards in High Heels to read the full post.