Dear Anne, Last week I was in one of the most beautiful places in the world, the Great Smoky Mountains National Park. But instead of days filled with hiking, I spent a good chunk of my time there in a windowless, concrete-floored room the size of an airplane hanger, surrounded by enough bridge players to… Continue reading From Ashes to Ashes–To New Life
Dear Anne, Did you hear God cancelled spring up here? Winter doesn’t want to end–honestly, it feels more like January the 83rd than early April. We’ve had four snowy nor-easters in four weeks, days and days of cold rain and a lingering grey malaise even the groundhog didn’t forecast. The daffodils that should have bloomed… Continue reading We Are an Easter People–Even When it’s Snowing?
Dear Susan, As you have experienced, our house is divided into two separate kingdoms: Upper and Lower Slobovia. Lower Slobovia I can handle. It comprises the rooms I am in the most: my bedroom, the kitchen, dining room, laundry room, living room, my husband’s office (caution: there be monsters here). Upper Slobovia you enter at… Continue reading Facing the Upper Room(s)
Dear Anne, Pentecost is my favorite Catholic feast day. Not an obvious choice, perhaps, what with Christmas and Easter in there taking up all the attention. Yes, Christmas is wonderful, with the decorations and presents and overblown expectations (did I say that?) but you know who does all that shopping and decorating, right? I’m always… Continue reading Pentecost–The Most Wonderful Time of the Year?
Dear Anne, A few weeks ago, we lost another member of the Greatest Generation when hubby’s father, the son of Greek immigrants and veteran of the War in the Pacific, passed away. While our loss is personal, I feel that every time another of that cohort dies, our country is a little poorer for it.… Continue reading The Greatest Generation and the Greatest Love
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!