I can be snarky at times; just ask my mom. She will tell you that I was grounded most of 10th grade because of my mouth. Back then it was called sass. During that time in my life, I struggled with who I was and how I wanted others to see me. Most kids do….
Category: Conversion
My Bath
If COVID-19 wasn’t a ‘thing’, Catholics all over the world would gather at some point in May to honor the Blessed Mother with May Crownings. Growing up, these celebrations made a huge impression on me. The pageantry, the process of selecting who would ‘crown’ Mary, the ‘little ones’ wearing their first Communion outfits, everyone bringing…
Trepidation and Grace
I remember being 17 when my mother was going through the dresser drawers in my bedroom as she was putting folded laundry away. “They’re not mine!” The words of denial trickled from my mouth as my mom held up a pack of Newport 100s. “Pam must have put them there.” [sorry, Pam.] One lie flowed…
Greater than All-You-Can-Eat
Have you ever been to one of those all-you-can-eat buffets? I’m talking about the really big ones that offer too many options to list – from Asian fusion to pizza & pasta, the salad bar, fresh seafood, all American, and don’t forget the most import… the desert bar! Jerry and I don’t visit these kinds…



