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Convent Diaries

• 11.12.07
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   “Memory is the diary that we all carry about with us” – Oscar Wilde  My convent diaries are gone.  I burned them some seven years ago during my last months as a religious sister.  They held way too much that I wanted desperately to forget, so much from which I needed to free myself in an ultimate act of catharsis.  Not until today, when I stumbled on Wilde’s poignant saying about memory, did I realize that that my diaries are still there, tattooed to my soul, burning within me, following me wherever I go. I have joked numerous times over the years ...