While I Was Raising Her, the Lord Was Raising Me
I should remember the doctor’s name, but I don’t. It was such an ordeal. 18 hours of labor sort of…
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I should remember the doctor’s name, but I don’t. It was such an ordeal. 18 hours of labor sort of…
Continue ReadingIt’s 12:38 p.m. I’m fixing lunch. It’s the end of spring break, the last spring break. It’s my son’s senior…
Continue ReadingBefore you become a parent, you think the times that will break your heart will only be the big ones—double-digit…
Continue ReadingCollective memories from my son Aiden’s childhood are some of my most prized possessions. Reflecting on these memories is both…
Continue ReadingMy newly driving 15-year-old grabbed his book bag and yelled, “Bye Mom!” on his way out the door. I managed…
Continue ReadingI love having conversations with my kids and their friends about politics, religion, relationships, mental health, and their general view…
Continue ReadingI recently read the testimony of one of my children, and it rocked my world. Not only because of the…
Continue ReadingSlowly, my job is getting easier. Not because I run a tight ship or because I’m some sort of drill…
Continue ReadingThe other day I braved my basement. It's not a place I go often. The fleeting years of LEGOs and…
Continue ReadingWhen did this happen? My son and I have the same shoe size. The last month, here in the Northeast,…
Continue ReadingAt some point many decades ago, the brown cardboard box my uncle Alwyn Harry, S.J. traveled with held Bachelor’s Friend…
Continue Reading“Then I don’t even want to go!” my son yelled at me from his perch atop our stairs. Red-faced and…
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