Archive for October 2010
Is it appropriate to pray in the loo? Find out in my latest blog on Washington Times Communities: Prayer on the pot.
These words, “thank God I’m not like that,” are the most condemning words we can say.
My second story is up in Washington Times Communities blogs and this one is all about Santa Claus (punching someone out)!
I received a notification a week ago about the affirmative decision regarding my petition for the annulment of my previous marriage. Though it is not yet confirmed, as it must be rubber-stamped by a second court, this is very good news. Read the rest of this entry »
Yes, I’ve been moonlighting. When I’m not here blogging about the saga of my own emotions, I’m making light of Catholicism on the Washington Times Communities blogs.
Please do me a favor and click on my posted blogs there so they won’t kick me off.
Friends of the faith, please feel free to contact me regarding topics you’d like to mention, or if you have an article that you’d like to write.
Thanks to my friend, A—, for reading this blog and being brave enough to ask me to contribute. Thanks, also, to my personal illustrator, I—, for this crazy cause!
Here’s the link to my first post:
A good friend and mother-figure of mine, J—, had a stroke this weekend. I was devastated. This woman helped me with so much in my formative years and she helped my father to understand how to raise a teenage daughter. Read the rest of this entry »
It’s funny what you remember about your ex-husband. We’ve been separated for over a year (divorced almost a year) and the things I remember about him are strange. I am not sure why he’s been popping into my memory this past week but someone once told me that when people randomly pop into your thoughts, it’s a good time to pray for them. Read the rest of this entry »
Last weekend, one of my maternal uncles passed away. He was a “legend” of a high school football coach and that probably explains my fanaticism with the sport, i.e., it runs in the family bloodline. I was never close to this man, especially not after the death of my mother in 1987. But it was apparent to me that though he was a man of few words with me, he loved his family very much and was passionate about his coaching. His wife was his sweetheart. I am most sad for her loss.
I am glad that was he able to be surrounded by most of his family when he passed. I hope that loved ones are waiting for him on the other side. It’s touching to see all of the community outpouring of support for his family. I pray for the repose of his soul.
The evening before he died, I know I was briefly on his mind. I had run into a boardmember for the school district for which he worked. The boardmember and I got to talking about him and his coaching legacy and the boardmember assured me that he would pass on my greetings when he saw my uncle later that evening. It was actually the boardmember who informed me of my uncle’s trip to the emergency room the following day, although he mentioned that he had talked to him about our conversation. It was very serendipitous, but I still get this sense that I had my chance, too, to say goodbye.