I Grew Up Catholic
I grew up in a peculiar way. I transferred from foster home to foster home as a kid, and all types of religion was pushed on me. I have been a Baptist, Seventh Day Adventist, and Catholic, among others. But I held on to Catholicism longer than anything. I used to pray the Rosary every day at my awakening, each meal, at bed time, and anytime in between when I felt I needed guidance from the Lord. Now I barely remember my Hail Mary, and very little of the Apostolic prayer.