Family Travel Tip: Food Rules

You haven’t really lived until you’re running through an Italian train station with you backpack on, duffel bag swung across your body, and a two-year-old hitting you on the forehead screaming because he wants to run for the train by himself. Thankfully, aside from some delayed motion sickness, that really was the hardest part of…

When the kids get too quiet…

Sometimes the silence is a bad thing. Most of the time it starts out as a welcome relief, but quickly leads to anxiety. Usually leaving them in silence leads to regretful messes, but lately it has turned out really well. My latest quiet time started after I took a big mommy risk- taking a phone call in…

When things don’t work out

Dear people in my life who don’t know what they are doing or where they are headed, I know life has not been what you thought it would be. Some days you enjoy the freedom of uncertainty and other days you crave the clarity that comes with knowing your mission. I see you struggling to find your…

You keep me looking up

Probably for the first time since becoming a parent, I didn’t want Mass to end. Even with three kids bouncing between the two front pews, I didn’t want the funeral to be over. Our big church seemed small with so many familiar faces gathered. Other than the previous night’s funeral evening prayer, I cannot recall…

Do I really believe in life?

My work mom is in hospice right now. I was late. For a meeting with a visiting deacon who drove in from another parish. I was getting dressed when her FaceTime came through. Praise the Lord that I accepted and could see her. The kids and I talked and joked and smiled and told her we…

Praying When You Don’t Mean It

Every night before we end our prayers together, my husband and I recite this Scripture verse: “May the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be acceptable in your sight, O Lord, my rock and my redeemer.” Psalm 19:14 Some nights it is a really, really tough prayer to pray. Each night,…

How to Not Starve During Lent

Some people are blessed with the ability to be happy vegetarians. I am not one of them. So, when Lent rolls around, it is a serious sacrifice to plan well to make sure that Friday meatless meals happen. This recipe was from my mom, but became a new meal when an awesome Indian friend helped…

I Love Sick Days

I know that I’m not supposed to enjoy them. But I do. I love everything about them…except the laundry involved. I get to under-commit. When people ask me to come out, I have a socially acceptable reason to hole up with my little people. No makeup. No matching clothing. No, we can’t come over. No,…

I’m not ignoring you.

This is an open letter to you. When I smile and wave from across the room but don’t walk over, it’s not because I don’t want to talk to you. When I ask how you’re doing and listen to your response while still moving forward, it’s not that I don’t care to hear the answer….

A Flat Air Mattress and a Single, White Plate

We finally took the plunge and bought a foam mattress. After letting the kids camp out on the old mattress for a night, we asked our church to see if there were any families in need. Less than three minutes later, yes, three, we had an opportunity to be community to a couple who had nothing. Actually, when…

I want to live!

There are some dry bones in my life right now. Relationships aren’t what they once were. Illness abounds. Time is short. Patience is shorter. Love isn’t the prevailing sentiment of our time and place. I could continue, and you could add to the list. But instead, I am going to call in a favor and seek…

The Failure of the Pro-Life Movement

  My husband and I got married “too young”– before we were above the poverty level, before we had finished school, and well before we had stable income or good health insurance. We even crashed with BOTH of our sets of parents in between moves to be able to afford deposits and down payments. We…