Faithful Believer

I am brought up in a Catholic family. Unlike other Catholics, my family is not one of those you could consider as a faithful devotee.
When I enter the gates of high school, I still can’t lead the Holy Rosary Prayer without looking at the prayer guide.
I could still remember the reaction of one of my classmates when I declined on the offer of leading the prayer during our celebration of the Holy Rosary Month. Distaste was written all over her face and she even told me that I am just a Catholic by name but not by heart. Of course I felt offended, and defended myself. That classmate of mine has no right to tell me that. She could and would never understand me. We were brought up by two different families that shared only one common religion.
For me, faith is not measured by how well you memorize a prayer. It is measured by the strength of your faith. It is measured by how long and how strong you could cling on to your belief.