At the Font

Sifting through photo albums and other memorabilia from my mother’s estate has been more of a slog than a joy, if I’m honest.

Out, Out Damn Spot

I grew up in a family that drew a delineation between messy and dirty. It was ok to (sometimes) be messy, because that could be solved by just “picking up”. Being dirty was not acceptable, however. Allowing dirt to accumulate meant inviting bugs and other critters to take up residence. Messy people were just busy … Read more

Memento

This early into the New Year, we are all still pumped about our workouts, organizing projects, and fabulous new healthy lifestyle choices.  So, I’d just like to take a moment as your friendly juice cleanse buzzkill to say: “Keep death daily before your eyes.”

Aging Gracefully

I recently turned 40, and my husband, John, threw me a surprise birthday party! He told me about a month before my birthday that he would be taking our immediate family to London for a week. He told me I would need a few nice dresses as he had planned some special dinners. Since I … Read more

Toddler Liturgy

For the last sixteen years, we’ve had a toddler in our family’s pew every Sunday morning. Our current season is no exception. Without fail, we reach the point in the Mass, rarely as far as the Gospel, where our spitfire tot, Edith, has hit her limit being passed down the pew between siblings. We’ve quietly … Read more

The Fine Art of Motherhood

I recently spent time in London and while touring the National Gallery full of Michaelangelos, Monets and Rembrandts, my breath was taken away from me when I entered a small dark room with a light shining down on a single painting by Leonardo da Vinci, The Virgin and Child with Saint Anne and the Infant … Read more