So it has officially been half a year already of praying the rosary daily. Sure, I may miss a day here or there, usually on weekends, but the next day I pray both the mysteries assigned for the current day and the day I missed. It has given me a hope that I find unsettling. Unsettling because events have been going my way, the toast has been landing butter-side up. For example, I was fired from a job that I thought was secure, only to immediately be hired for a considerably higher salary...