There was a time in my life where seeing the Pope was on my bucket list. There was also a time that I was very Catholic and acutally had a convent picked out where I would attend to become a Nun.
Well 1 protestant pastoral credential, a marriage and 3 kids later, that was a very long time ago.
Still when I heard Pope Francis would be visiting our neighboring city, there was a piece of me that wanted to go. I really dislike large crowds, they make me nervous, but there's a thrill to being a part of history, something that will be marked down and remembered, something that seems important. That's why going to New York City for New Year's Eve and attending the Winter Olympics one day are still on my bucket list.
We had briefly considered going until Keven got a letter in the mail from our insurance company asking us to cancel any possible appointments in the city. He took that, and the immending closure of alot of the major highways, as a sign we should avoid the city. So we are.
I may not be Catholic anymore, but there's still an intrigue about the Pope coming to visit. I hope it makes a positive impact. But I also hope we don't feel the traffic patterns from it.