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Growing up in a large Italian family, we had many celebrations together. This was especially true of weddings, which I loved attending as a child, specifically the wedding reception. The vast array of food, the polka music, the dancing, the wedding cake and the wine fountain. There was so much joy in the air you…
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There is something mesmerizing about a Christmas tree. Year after year, we pull out all our Christmas decorations. We have always had an artificial tree and after being in storage, its branches are flat and need to be straightened and fluffed out. Our tree doesn’t look like much at first as we put it together…
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I remember when I lost hope. When I think back now, to what seems like a lifetime ago, I had broken up with my boyfriend of four years. I was very young when I met him and was sure that he “was the one”. The foundation was built on a lie, as he was several…
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I had my recurring nightmare this week, my “tornado” dream. I have had it for years and it randomly shows up, usually when I am stressed or feeling unsettled. The dream is always very vivid, the tornadoes are either swirling above me, in the distance or closing in on me. I am feeling fear in…
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My daughter and husband went on retreat last weekend. She is preparing for her spring Confirmation. My husband attended as a Deacon, a father, and a chaperone to serve where he was needed. I was left behind for the weekend. As I waved the bus away and watched everyone leave, I was struck with a…
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The invitation arrived last week, an invitation from the Archdiocese for the Ordination of ten men to the Sacred Order of Diaconate. Along with the invitation, there was a picture of the men with their wives. Looking at their faces, it brought me back to my journey as a Deacon’s wife. The call from God…
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God’s hand was always a part of my life. He was always there since the very beginning, before I took my first breath, nurturing me into life. The hand of God continues to be with me, powerful yet gentle, comforting, secure and always protecting me with a Father’s love. Lord, you have probed me, you…
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From a young age, I was drawn to the beauty of nature. Whether it was the intricacy of a spider’s web, the rustling of the leaves of a tall tree, the whistling of the wind in the tall grasses, a full moon on a still night, a crackling campfire with a blanket of stars overhead…
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I was unsettled last night. Before I went to bed, I read a headline on my Facebook feed that gave me great anxiety and fear. It was about the persecution of Christians with an urgent prayer request. I prayed immediately, fell asleep, but constantly tossed and turned all night. When I woke up, I looked…
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When someone asks how many kids we have, I always say four. Then I have a sense of guilt, because my mind says seven. We have lost three children to miscarriage, and by saying four, I don’t have to explain the loss of the three babies. It opens up the pain that is in my…
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Fears and Tears 