Dear Susan, “That was a true work of art.” So said my 12-year-old son, doing a 180 on the new movie, Wonder Woman. He had been reluctantly dragged along with the family to see the best blockbuster of the summer, but Gal Gadot and the power of love transformed him. As they can transform… Continue reading Wonder Woman’s Work is Never Done
Dear Susan, We didn’t get Sluggo, our dusty brown mini-van, for me or for the kids. We got it because, after mom’s 6th stroke, she couldn’t step up high enough to get into my old car when I ferried her to our house and various doctors’ appointments. I remember the moment I broke it to… Continue reading On Humility and the Mini-Van
Dear Susan, The Ascension, veterans, the deaths of Gregg Allman and Roger Moore. There was a lot to write about this last weekend in May. However, as we wrap up the month of Mary, I wanted to end May the same way we began it, with motherhood. You wrote a few months ago about our… Continue reading From Here to Maternity
Dear Susan, Misty-eyed, I help my daughter into her white dress and sparkly shoes. Her hair and nails are freshly done, waiting for her veil. The cake and flowers are ready for a celebration. Nope, it is not a wedding. At an age when some of my friends are starting to see their daughters down… Continue reading A Springtime Thanksgiving
Dear Susan, The suitcases are in the hall, ready to go out before dawn. My husband is upstairs in the guest room so that he won’t wake me at 4:30, suit laid out, shoes and briefcase set close by. He is on the road again. I have spent a lot of time resenting his going,… Continue reading A Fine Bromance: My Husband and St. Joseph the Worker
Dear Susan, How do I know I had a good Lent this year? Jesus has His head back. Last year, no matter how much Gorilla Glue, I applied, I could not get Jesus back together. This year, it just took one swipe of an old Elmer’s glue stick and some faith, and, once again, He… Continue reading Viva, Cristo Rey!
Dear Susan, The words “Reach out and touch faith” pound through the speakers. No, it is not a new Christian station. My daughter has discovered First Wave, a primarily ‘80s station on satellite radio. Depeche Mode’s Personal Jesus was released in 1989, so it still makes the cut-off. In the front seat, I realize my… Continue reading Your Own Personal (Grumpy) Jesus