Call Me Catholic – The Pilgrim’s Way

“If the bus gets a flat, The café has a rat, Remember YOU’RE A PILGRIM” My husband Jim and I recently returned from a pilgrimage to Poland.  Yup, there are some very holy places to visit in this small mighty Catholic country and I’m going to get to those specifics in my next blog.  But first, let’s […]


Call Me Catholic – When a Kiss is Not Just a Kiss

Are you ever slightly flummoxed by the proper execution of the kiss of peace during Mass?  I am. We kneel, stand, sit, respond and sing in conformity with the rest of the congregation during the liturgy, but when it comes to the kiss of peace, individual style and expression flourish. What ensues is often an awkward […]

Call Me Catholic: Lessons from the Moon

When Frank Sinatra recorded “Fly Me to the Moon” in l964, he was singing metaphorically, of course.   “Fly me to the moon And let me play among the stars Let me see what life is like On Jupiter and Mars. In other words, hold my hand In other words, baby, kiss me.”   He […]

Call Me Catholic

“Call Me Catholic” – The Dream that Went Downhill

Newly into my 65thyear, I can boast that I have made scant concessions to age.  Admittedly, my age has given me a blessedly convenient excuse for avoiding dubious fashion trends. And, I suppose the sleep patterns I used to take for granted are causalities I attribute to the aging process.  But, by and large, I […]

The Lenten Attraction

Lent is a great time to be Catholic.  Other faith traditions may steal our thunder at Christmas and Easter, but the media flock to Catholic churches when it wants to cover this ancient season of mortification.    Even closet Catholics line up to receive their ashes and for one day walk about this material world with […]

Do you have enough?

Enough is Enough

Growing up, my mother employed an acronym to quickly communicate an important message to family members during a party at our home.  “FHB” meant “Family Hold Back”.  In other words, if she was worried she had not prepared enough food for all of her guests, she’d whisper “FHB” in our ears, and it told her […]

Catholic marriage

Reflections on a Seasoned Marriage

Reflections on a Seasoned Marriage Jim and I were married 34 years ago on a day when it rained in biblical proportions. A canopy of umbrellas hovered over me and my wedding gown as I was swept up over the puddles by a protective entourage of family and friends. They covered me from my home to the church, from the […]