I feel like I am living a game of Monopoly. Some days I draw a Chance card and it tells me to go to Park Place and pay whatever is owed there. Those are the days that, even though I am days away from a move of a family of 8 to Italy, I have…
Read MoreRon and the 4 girls flew to Rome. They almost missed the flight because, among other things, the airlines almost refused to accept our dog. But we had 1) gotten a ticket for him; 2) gotten 7 pages of required paperwork stamped by the Italian consulate; 3) gotten a crate that could have fit Clifford,…
Read MoreWe move to Italy in 12 days–the first group of us does, that is. The number of things we still have to do and the number of challenges that unexpectedly arise are astonishing. I have found myself plowing through days like an ox tilling a field. I hardly even look up and notice the people…
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A beautiful soul, a beautiful passion for those in most need, reckless in her love for her family and children, determined to lift up the voices of women in all eras of history. A woman who makes history herself. I love you Mom!
Read More“See, my servant. . . shall be exalted and lifted up” (Isaiah 52:13). This is the message that returns over and over in my ministry. Catholic mothers are living so close to Christ, whether they even recognize it or not. They lower themselves and wash feet; they nourish constantly, and sometimes even with their body…
Read MoreSebastian stepped on an acorn which caused “gushing blood” according to his first report (one that significantly changed in subsequent iterations when an eyewitness to the catastrophe weighed in on what had happened). Clad in multiple bandaids, he asked to sleep in our room. He said, “Can I sleep by your side of the bed,…
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