On Gliders
I grew up with a glider. We did not always have a baby around, but there was always the glider in the space between the kitchen and the dining area.…
ReadmoreI grew up with a glider. We did not always have a baby around, but there was always the glider in the space between the kitchen and the dining area.…
ReadmoreThis was written only a week or two ago, but details don’t matter. We are the lucky ones. We are the blessed ones. Who can tell what on this great…
ReadmoreThey don’t tell you about how living with someone with a chronic illness eats away your life. They don’t tell you how the pain will seep into your soul in ways that…
ReadmoreA few days ago I saw the Bright Maidens topic of “Public Displays of Affection” specifically “in the Digital Age.” I did not think much of it until I logged…
ReadmoreOne of the peculiar aspects of the identity of many women seems to be a feeling of responsibility for everything in the lives of those closest to them. This feeling…
ReadmoreI have a secret. I looked forward to August 2010 for two and a half years. No one knew that I was anticipating it, let alone why. Some things you…
ReadmoreWhile reading Pope Benedict’s “The Presence of the Lord in the Sacrament” in God is Near Us I was reminded of the importance of complete bodily worship, and ashamed to…
ReadmoreI am a Catholic of the sort who really loves being Catholic. You know, the sort who goes to Church six days a week and is sad on the seventh…
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