awwww, happy memories, i hope.

by chance there was a baptism last sunday when i went to mass and the priest went on a bit about being "marked with the name of God" ~ in the way that we write our names on our mittens so we don't lose them at school. i think there's something to that. some mystical, indelible id that we never lose from that moment on and it carries along with us in its own gentle, reminding way.

: D