Faith
Even before she was born, I knew I wanted my daughter’s middle name to be Faith. Faith is a pretty name, but it is so much more than a moniker to me; it’s what I had in my heart when I endeavored to...
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Being tied down and sawed in half like a magician’s assistant made holding my newborn impossible. The nurse hoisted him up to my face and our noses touched ever so slightly. Our first kiss, an Eskimo...
View ArticleWhat I Saw At Church Today
As we stumbled in out of the cold, clomping in like noisy snow-covered Clydesdales, the bells ringing in disapproval of our tardiness, I felt tense. I hadn’t wanted to attend mass this morning, let...
View ArticleBecause Grace.
Being tied down and sawed in half like a magician’s assistant made holding my newborn impossible. The nurse hoisted him up to my face and our noses touched ever so slightly. Our first kiss, an Eskimo...
View ArticleWhat I Saw At Church Today
As we stumbled in out of the cold, clomping in like noisy snow-covered Clydesdales, the bells ringing in disapproval of our tardiness, I felt tense. I hadn’t wanted to attend mass this morning, let...
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