The Cringe
To be honest I have had enough experiences of cringe throughout my life, for the same reason I tend to say that my life is itself constant cringe, because of this, I have been thinking for several days what event I would like to relate. The truth is that I am too ashamed to tell this, because it is not terrible at all, objectively much worse things have happened to me, but the feeling it gives me when I remember it surpasses any other event. I was 8 or 9 years old and we had gone to Church with my mother, the truth is I don't remember very well what was celebrated, but it was a special day, so at the end of the mass there was a moment in which a group of ladies came up to the altar to present some images of the Virgin of Schönstatt, until then everything normal, the fact is that the priest began to bless these images. It is at that moment when my mother asks me to come closer so that this blessing also serves for a new rosary that I had. I must be honest, I did not understand what...