When I was 50 I moved to Florida. It was there that I felt the need to “get gas” for my faith as weekly Sunday Mass was just not working for me. Cursillo [pronounced “Cur-see-oh” meaning little course in Spanish] gave me jet fuel. Looking back, I wish I had known about Cursillo in the 70’s or 80’s when I was raising my family. But I was working full time, had 3 kids, husband, house, & dog. [Click the title to read the full story.]