Category: GIft

  • "How did you know that?"  It was a question my sons often asked of me, continually, surprised at how I knew things they had worked hard at hiding from me. “Moms know everything,” was my pat answer, and, for the most part, when mothers give credence to their intuition, they discover they are aware of more than…

  • Hanging on my kitchen wall is a little plaque given to me by my dear friend, John. He found it in a quaint Irish shop in Smithville and bought one for me and one for his wife, Rose. It reads, "Sharing a cup of tea with a friend is happiness tasted and time well spent."…

  • “I hear that in many places something has happened to Christmas; that it is changing from a time of merriment and carefree gaiety to a holiday which is filled with tedium; that many people dread the day and the obligation to give Christmas presents is a nightmare to weary, bored souls; that the children of…

  • Writers always have their favorite hangouts, places where they can observe life as it goes along its unexpected way. At one time, for me, it was the coffee shop in the local hospital, where I was spending many hours waiting for loved ones to get tested, have surgery, or recover from an illness. I’m also…

  • As Sept. 29, the Feast of the Archangels, and Oct. 2, the Feast of our Guardian Angels, quickly approaches, I find myself reflecting back on the many, and unexpected, signs I have received over the last seven years from “my” angels. As Christians, we learn that we all have a Guardian Angel, given to us…

  • It’s funny how often we come across insights that resonate profoundly with our circumstances at different times in our lives. Today, I found one in my in-box, in the form of a newsletter, “Living in Season,” by Waverly Fitzgerald: “I feel that urge that so many of us feel in September to begin a new…

  • Not all relationships get off to a good start.                                                                                                                                                                                                                      That was my relationship with Mary, our Blessed Mother. She was ever virgin, ever holy and, seemingly through religious art, ever young – about as far away as possible from whom I saw myself to be as a woman, wife and mother, especially as I…

  • With Thanksgiving around the corner, and Christmas not far behind, thoughts of gratitude and giving are close at heart. For those of modest means, the holidays are also a time to be mindful of money, to keep within a budget. But let’s face it, the pressure to spend is sometimes overwhelming. While mulling over our…

  • One of the things I love about my home is the small library created for me by my husband, a giftedcarpenter.  Whitewashed shelves and crown molding wrap around three walls, giving me a lovely place to house my oversized collection of books. Over the years, it seems I have developed a habit of writing notes,…

  • During my visit to North Carolina for my granddaughter’s third birthday I had the chance to sit in the upstairs gallery of the gymnastic studio and watch this petite whirlwind and her classmates run, climb, tumble and spin their way to pure enjoyment. At several points during the class, when the instructor had assisted my…