More Quick Takes at Jen's Conversion Diary
1. My law degree I earned back in 2002.
2. In the reflection is the dining room chandelier with a few planets that glow in the dark.
3. When I entered Massachusetts School of Law in September 1999, I wasn't even engaged. Within three years I was married with my first child, by graduation.
4. "lex et veritas" translated into English is "Truth in Law". Best guess.
5. This week my grandmother passed, and I was asked a specific question at her bedside. It wasn't an important issue, but it was to her. Enough for her ask the question. I could of easily fibbed to the 105 year old woman, who at this point could barely take a sip of water without coughing it back up. Her cognitive state was clear, she knew who I was and she knew what she was asking.
My children were there, and I constantly remind them the importance of truth. Your integrity means something, and with a trusted adult you should tell the truth. If you feel it is a situation you rather not speak, then tell them you don't want to talk instead of lying. I wasn't about to fib to my grandmother, even if temporarily it would of given her comfort.
6. We lie. We're liars. We tell ourselves and others fibs everyday. They give use comfort or divert a conversation we don't want to have. Terms like 'choice', 'equality', 'dignity' have become white lies, they constantly comfort us as we deny a truth and redirects us. But we don't have Alzheimer's. Life begins at conception, life is created from the sexual act between a man and a woman, and life has a natural end even if takes some time before the individual passes.
How is it really favorable to our well being to lie to ourselves? That these realities don't matter. Short-term. Yes, but we can't properly solve problems if everything we're doing results in us having to lie to ourselves and others.
7. For all I know, I'm a liar too. I probably repeat the same lies all the time to myself, I actually believe them. Even though I go to confession once a year, something about having a copy of "an examination of conscience" lying around the house helps to keep myself more in check. My children can attest that I use profanity less often when I'm frustrated, and I catch myself (even after the fact) when I use profanity.