I’m 24 and grew up in a small town where people still don’t have to lock their doors. I now live in a nice size city and the only family I have here is my husband. My guard is up. lol.
There were a few factors that made us convert. I always had questions that could be answered by my preachers, but they didn’t make sense to me. I grew up in a Church of Christ/Baptist household. My husband and I are two different races, while my preacher would have married us (he had a prior engagement that he already committed to) we couldn’t find another preacher to marry us. Totally upset both of us. So I definitely wanted to find a church that would accept both of us as a couple. My husband had a conversion of the heart while at boot camp in Great Lakes. We are both southerners and he went to boot camp in the winter

. The only away time he got was Sundays for church services. He chose Mass because it was more quiet. He went to the Christmas midnight Mass and he said that he just felt at home. At peace. After we were married we started researching and it all made sense to me. I am the researcher and planner, he is the person who “feels” things. lol. It seems like it was meant to be. He was confirmed early, he was deploying. It was a small service, in a side chapel. Just us, our sponsors, and the priest. When the sign of peace came and DH and I just hugged, Father, who is 87 years old, told us, “you know it is ok for y’all to kiss at a Catholic Church,” with a little wink. It brought this peace to me that not only was this the one, true Church, but that they accept us for us, as a couple.