We went back to church this week. Tonight to be exact. I’d been avoiding mass because I didn’t want to sit next to potentially sick people for an hour or so in a closed environment. I figured since I went to the circus yesterday I had no justifiable reason not to go to mass so off to mass we went. 6pm at the church in Williamstown. I was tired and didn’t get up on time for noon mass at our church.
Anyway, after lengthy absence we arrived at Sunday mass along with everyone else in South Jersey who seemed to have missed morning mass this week. In addition to those who slept in there were the sick kids. I was sitting 1 pew away from a family with a small child who was so sick they were using a cloth rag to wipe his poor little nose. *yikes* Now I know church is important for the whole family and that missing mass is a sin for most reasons but come on, for the love of God if you have to use a rag to wipe your kid’s nose perhaps it’s better if you just stay home that week.
There were other sick kids too and a few grown ups I heard coughing, but he was the sickest of the lot. I spent all of mass fixating on how sick he was and how easily I get sick. I don’t understand society’s obsession with powering through and going to work, church, school sick. I’m happy for you that you have the stamina and willpower to tough it out but really you’re just making other people sick. You are the kind of people who make me afraid to go places.