The young man was sitting cross-legged in the middle of the New York street, curled over, his head nearly touching the sidewalk. His backpack was several feet away near a building, as if he set it down with a thought to rest there, but the chemical rushing in his veins took hold and he simply… Continue reading Mother Cabrini, Saint of the Streets
Dear Anne, As I write this, a light snow is falling and much of the country is in the deep freeze. I love that wonderful, quiet time between Christmas and New Year’s Day. Schedules are loosened, if not jettisoned. Christmas prep is done and there is a feeling of peace that even my 8-foot-high pile… Continue reading A Graduation, a Wedding and a New Patron Saint–Bring On 2018!
Dear Anne, On our first night in Spain, in the village of La Seu D’Urgell high in the Pyrenees, hubby and I stumbled upon a local festival (where those devil robes would have come in handy, but that’s another post) and managed to sit next to one of the few English speakers in town. Over… Continue reading Living Life–The Pilgrim Way
There are lots of things to love about being Catholic–the Eucharist, the holy traditions and the sheer beauty of her buildings and ceremonies. But one thing that I really love about my Catholic faith is that it often makes me chuckle. While the Church was birthed by Christ, it was men, with all their… Continue reading From Sour-Faced Saints, Deliver Us! Why the Church Makes Me Smile.
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