Children Parenting Parents
Although these are not my words (it’s a short story circling around on the www) they will be one day… Fear of Your Parents’ Old Age There is a break in the family history, where the ages accumulate and overlap, and the natural order makes no sense: it’s when the child becomes the parent of
Time, Time, Time…
Have you ever had that feeling of something stirring deep down in your soul but can’t quite put a name to it? The best way I can describe it is being unsettled due to a knowing anticipation. There’s a hint of impatience because of the awareness of an approaching change, but it’s married with peace
Anxiety? Kindness…
I recall words from my therapist that continue to ring true, shifting the paradigm for me. When I told her that I was having a difficult time recalling people’s names after being introduced at parties or large functions, she gave me the reason and brought all the receipts! After some time chatting about it, we
The Cross
Today is Good Friday. At 2pm, I will drive to our local Cathedral and participate in the Celebration of Our Lord’s Passion. To those unfamiliar with the Good Friday service (it is not a Mass), the day will include a reading of the Passion account from John’s Gospel, Veneration of the Cross, and then Holy
God Slapped
I often have difficulty meditating on the Passion. I don’t know if it’s a psychological thing where I can’t bear to reflect on the pain and torture that Jesus endured, or a pride thing where I believe I’d never be one in the crowd to yell, “Crucify Him!”. It’s difficult for me to connect with;