"The Church Was the Reverse of Every Single Thing I Had Ever Thought It Was."

A self-described hedonistic, man-hating feminist falls in love with Catholicism:

When I announced that I was joining the Church, my friends were aghast and my mother said "why would you do a thing like that", but my husband brought me my first statues of Mary and Saint Jude.
At my baptism, April 7, 2012 I was so happy that I cried. I then spent time alone with Jesus' body and cried in gratitude. After all my years of searching for the truth, I had found it.
When I was unbaptized I had been  taught do whatever I chose. I spent years angry, stubbornly defiant in my right to choose as a feminist and a pagan. Now, I chose to be baptized into God's Church. I gained a worldwide family.
Amazingly, my husband is signing up for RCIA. My mother finally says a God exists and reads the Bible. My son was blessed and laid to rest a Catholic, by the very priest who baptized me.
I finally found my friend Jesus again, in his absolute fullness and origin.
I learned the value and true beauty of being a woman. In the purest sense I discovered my real right to choose. I love my church. I love my family. I love my parish. I love my priest. And I am so very, very thankful to be home.

Go read the entire piece.

It's about hope defined, found and realized.