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finding boundaries when life happens

The tears flowed silently as the rain fell on the windshield; the air in the vehicle subdued.  In my mind I wondered, where did I go wrong? 2,088 more words


"Oh, no - I read your blog! I've got this!" (and other quick updates)

Quick updates:

1) Well, color me Wrong! about my election predictions from my last post – wow!

2) It’s now been more-than two months since the judge ( 673 more words



I’ve pretty much shut down communication with the recent round of guys who were texting and calling me. [Calling me! Seriously, what is it with guys and the phone? 1,228 more words


From a letter to the Romans by Saint Ignatius of Antioch, bishop and martyr

The delights of this world and all its kingdoms will not profit me. I would prefer to die in Jesus Christ than to rule over all the earth. 528 more words


In the beginning

With an Irish mother and an Italian father, it should come as no surprise that I was raised Catholic. From the Baptism through Confirmation, I’ve completed all of the holy sacraments, with the exception of Holy Orders and Anointing of the Sick. 385 more words

Mary Knoll

the words and silences that matter

This morning, on my morning jog, the car making a right turn didn’t stop.  It hit me.

The angry words spewed from my mouth; my adrenaline spiked high.  1,418 more words


Night Of The Easter Vigil

Saturday night I was invited to attend the Easter Vigil at the local catholic church. Yes, invited, because my dad’s lady friend Jackie had made the choice to become a Catholic. 682 more words

My Dad