I’ve been leaning hard into rhythms lately. Autumn seems to have that way about her, doesn’t she? I am not good at routine at the same time somehow in love with ritual. The ones that come most naturally are the ones that bookend my days: grinding my coffee in the morning, drinking it with my …
(This post inspired by Christina Elisha, with much gratitude for asking the tough questions and wrestling with the answers.) This week (this month? this year?) has been rough. The heaviness is in the air, even if, like me, you don’t own a TV and refuse to watch the news. The news still reaches you–violence everywhere. …
March is a weird month for me every year and I always forget that until I am midway through March and wondering what the hell is going on. It’s like getting little whiffs of something that you can’t quite put your finger on. Yesterday, with the month nearly over, it occurred to me why I …
Chatting recently with my book club, someone dropped the name of a prominent Catholic teacher/writer/celebrity. I won’t mentioned his name here, because I don’t need that smoke. This name carries a lot of weight in most Catholic circles. For me, he’s…..meh. When I read his books I feel like I’m reading any twentieth century Protestant …
Isn’t it interesting how many things have gone contactless in recent years. From ordering our groceries for pick-up to late night fast-food runs that are now dropped off on our porch, we don’t actually have to have contact with people. We can print our own stamps at home and transfer money from any number of …
On May 5 last year I posted a reel to Instagram where I said that I had never been on a date. (Here) Understandably people were like “Wait what?” I was married for nearly 20 years. I have nine children. And I had never been on an actual date, not counting “married dates” which is …
reconciling things 