We are fortunate to have a lot of nuns in our neighborhood. We see them at the grocery stores, office supply stores, warehouse type stores, drug stores and of course, in morning Mass. It’s nice, because even though we don’t hold conversations with these lovely ladies, my children see them and know they are part of a community of Catholics. I’ve said hi while waiting in line, but it seems that they like to stay to themselves (they are never rude, so please don’t misinterpret that). Our sisters are from 2 different orders, one is the Poor Clares and I don’t know the other order, but they do wear their habits still. I really like that. Plus our DRE is a nun, but she dresses in hearty but pretty suits with sensible shoes, so my kids didn’t know she was a nun except for I always called her Sister.