faith like a child.[ pt.1]

Since I've been home I've been trying to remember what my faith was like when I was little. Here are some bullet points of what I remember.

• I always prayed to the people I knew who had already passed. I often prayed to my Grandma Rose asking her questions about the person she was, favorite color, ice cream, memory of my Dad. She passed away before I was born, so I always had this curiosity about her as a person and what it was like for her in heaven.
• When other family members passed I also prayed to them, or to the saints that the Catholic Church taught me about.
• I had the typical prayer of "God, I know I haven't been the best person I could be lately, but I'll make it up tomorrow by dusting the WHOLE house for mom."
  
• I would wake up in the morning and just lay in my bed, staring at my glow in the dark stars wondering about anything and everything, for a really long time.
• I would go to bed reflecting on my day, trying to remember every little detail so I would never forget anything.
• We always prayed the same prayer at dinner, nothing new, always memorized. This reminds me that I was usually the first one to memorize my prayers in Catechism.
• I also believed anything someone told me. I was agreeing with everyone and a passionate people pleaser.
• I tried to be a kneeler next to my bed, but that hurt too much on the wood floors, so I used my famous blanket and sat on it next to my bed. Sometimes I would fall asleep there and Dad or Mom would lift me back into bed...I was so confused when I wold wake up.
  

I am learning a lot about having faith like a child and wanted to challenge readers to think about their faith as a child. How was it different from today's faith? What do you wish you had known back then that you know now, and vice versa? That is what I am drafting right now, I'll have my answers and research out soon.

Enjoy the rainy days!