No One Laughed at My Undercover Mass

I’ve missed Mass more times in the last year and a half then I have the entire 30 years that I’ve been Catholic. I went to Mass when I was tired, sick, depressed, and when I had a little kid who wouldn’t sit still or always had to urgently go to the bathroom during the epiclesis. I LOVED Mass, even when I would have rather slept in then to get out of bed. But I did because it was important to me because I loved God, I wanted to go be with Him. And I wanted to fix my hair,…continued

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What Was I Saying? Oh yeah…Pink Birds!

I haven’t been writing much here, but I have still been writing. Just not on paper. I write in my head when I’m driving, washing dishes, waiting. Unfortunately this writing never actually gets written down and it just flows away like a little stream passing my buy with just a little trickling sound here and there…sometimes I’m left feeling as though I just can’t squeeze out a thought…I don’t even bother sitting to write because I’m already at “what was I going to say???” So today, driving home from the grocery store I know there was something I was “writing”…continued

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“God, Do You Hate Me?”

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The Bunion-Freedom Saga Continues Remember that foot surgery I said wasn’t going to be a big deal, even though it was going to hurt REALLY badly for a bit?  The pain was surprisingly mild the day of the surgery. I was even able to write about it while  in a minimally medicated state in the post  My View from a Room  a week ago.  The pain didn’t stay mild, and I stopped being able to think well enough to write. By day two post-surgery  the pain had definitely kicked into high-octane-not- laughing-at-the doc’s-warning-anymore-pain.  Don’t Waste the Pain There was plenty of pain to offer…continued

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My View From a Room: Post-Surgery

Bunion Surgery

I’ve been looking forward to this day for almost 30 years. The actual date was set about six weeks ago. Maybe it says something about how this year has been going for me so far that this will probably one of the highlights (definitely exceeded by my daughter’s confirmation last week, which I will likely tell you about sometime soon!) Today was Bunion Freedom Day! At least it was for me. My feet have been “old” feet since I was in my twenties and got my very first set of custom-made orthotic inserts.  My mother tried to convince me to wear…continued

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Celebrating Divine Mercy Sunday in Our Home

Celebrating Divine Mercy

Celebrating Divine Mercy Sunday, Post-Concussion-Style  I hope you had a blessed Divine Mercy Sunday and that you feel renewed in the devotion, too. It’s good to keep digging into the rich treasure box of faith that the Catholic Church holds out for us. There is such an abundance overflowing that it’s easy to “forget” about one jewel as we move on to examine and relish the next! This year there was more than one wonderful celebration of Divine Mercy Sunday within a thirty-minute drive. It was so tempting to go to one! I longed to take my fourteen year-old daughter…continued

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My Story of Post-Concussion Syndrome

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More info about Post-Concussion Syndrome (PCS) and Traumatic Brain Injury (TBI) at www.cdc.gov/HeadsUp/ It’s now been five months since I injured my brain. This is my story of Post-Concussion Syndrome, the result of a mild traumatic brain injury/concussion. Post-Concussion Syndrome (PCS) is one of the “invisible illnesses.” It can be hard for others to understand just how debilitating these injuries-that-can’t-be-seen are for those of us who suffer with them. The Great Snail Battle In mid-October 2014 I came home one dark night to find our front porch swarming with giant snails (okay, it was a small swarm of about 3-4,…continued

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My Fish Tail and Why I’m Glad I Didn’t Give Up Chocolate for Lent

I felt a little guilty still eating chocolate during these 40 days of prayer, fasting, and alms-giving. But I’m getting in plenty of penance anyway, thank you very much! Never would I have imagined myself doing what I did today, and although it didn’t take the self-discipline of denying myself every time I crave chocolate, it did take a different kind of dying to self. The air was Florida-winter cool (high 60’s/low 70’s) with grey skies and not much wind as we started out on our afternoon walk. My elderly friend wasn’t even grumbling about the cold and I was…continued

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