Dear Anne, Greetings from the center of the world! I know Times Square tries to claim that title, but I think it’s Jerusalem. Here I am, about to head off on another pilgrimage, savoring the sights and sounds and feel of this exotic, even mysterious, city. There is an energy to Jerusalem, especially in the Old City,… Continue reading From Jerusalem, The Center of the World
Dear Susan, The cow was one of the worst gifts I ever got. In a departure from his usual Scrooge-like behavior, my boss at the time decided to give his staff Christmas gifts of little Cow Parade statuettes that depicted characters from the Wizard of Oz. One of the assistants got a Glinda the Good… Continue reading Lions and Tigers and …Charisms? Oh My!
Dear Anne, On a blustery December Saturday, I found myself in the Ukrainian American Hall in Philadelphia, in something akin to the yoga warrior pose, praying the rosary (and praying I didn’t fall over). No, I hadn’t stumbled into an ashram run by a band of 60’s throwback nuns, I was practicing SoulCore, a beautiful combination of exercise and… Continue reading Exercising The Fruits of The Holy Spirit. And My Thighs, Too.
(confessions of a fairy very bad godmother) Warning: This post contains poignant reflections and may not be suitable for everyone. If you would rather read our light and fluffy Catholic In and Out list for 2017, click here.catholic-in-and-out-2017 Dear Susan’s Boys, Your mom recently wrote about you all being grown up and ready to… Continue reading Bibbidi, Bobbidi, Boys.
Dear Anne, It was a gorgeous morning in Puerto Rico but the weather was doing nothing to improve my mood. Our forced-family-fun trip wasn’t going quite as I had hoped and I was sitting by the pool, a little annoyed I had to wait for my slow-moving and less-than-appreciative kids. I was distracted from my… Continue reading Stealth Motherhood Under the Puerto Rican Sun