The importance of grandparents is a topic I’m oddly passionate about. Both my maternal grandparents died before I was born and my paternal grandparents lived over an hour away and quite frankly they were not very grandparenty. So I had no real experience having grandparents like you see on TV. Because, of course, TV grandparents… Continue reading Grandparents, extended families and Sts. Joachim & Anne
This morning V decided to get up early. “We stay in bed until the sun comes up” I tell her, silently pleading for a few more minutes of shut eye. She nurses some more but is adamant it is time to “Get up!” I waver back and forth between putting a movie on for her… Continue reading Dancing in the rain
Last week was rough. Several bikers were tragically killed in a car accident in my community. The worst mass shooting in American history has left our country reeling, and has the perfect storm of hot button issues connected to it to cause massive amounts of bigotry, finger pointing and Facebook fights. It seems religion has… Continue reading Why are Christians so intolerable?
Over the last couple of years, my family has been through several ups and downs when it comes to money. On particularly hard days, days where there is more red in my bank account than I ever thought possible or yet another bill comes in the mail, I have always been able to seek solace… Continue reading The disappointment of non-existent signs
Chapter 18 of the Gospel of Matthew holds the very well-known advice about getting rid of your foot or eye if they cause you to sin. But it also includes two of my favorite lines. Verses 3-5: “Amen, I say to you, unless you turn and become like children, you will not enter the kingdom of… Continue reading The easy love of a child
As a mother, I have yet to find a happy medium between desperately needing time to myself and wanting to spend every minute with my little girl. My husband and I both work full time. But we work opposite shifts so that we don’t have to put her in daycare. Because of this, we usually get… Continue reading These moments are fleeting
I feel guilty that when I have a particularly good day or something amazing happens to my family, my first thought doesn’t fall to prayer. Yet when the going gets tough, I get praying. How can I expect or think I deserve the Grace and blessings I’m begging for, when I don’t give the thanks for what I already have?