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,…

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…

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…

Great Light

It’s not unusual for a prayer request to come across my newsfeed. Recently the amber alerts, illnesses, and stories of distress are surpassing the cute baby pictures. Unfortunately, sometimes things are too big or too distant to be solved by a hot meal.  How do I cope? I take responsibility.   I need to open my eyes,…

I Can’t Say “No” To Meal Trains

Sometimes, I let my heart break or swell to rise up to action. If someone is close in proximity, my expression of love and support usually looks a lot like pulled barbecue chicken with a side of homemade mac and cheese. It sounds insignificant and very temporary, but behind my quick meal drop-off is a…

Best Year Ever

My first projects of 2017 called for a “new year, new you” feel, but ended up being more than just generic inspiration. I sat staring at Photoshop and tried to capture my own thoughts and feelings about the coming year. As I reflected and browsed trending New Year’s posts, I felt an overwhelming negativity. Even…