It is something I do take for granted. When I walk into a darkened area of my house and flip that switch on the wall, I expect I will have light…

My daughter is taking Geometry. Hearing her talk about homework and tests throughout the school year…

More and more people continued to enter the room. What started out as a large space quickly transformed into a sea of celebration…

Sister Mary Cyriline BVM seemed ancient to my fourth-grade self at Saint Eulalia School…

A couple of friends posted recently to Facebook, “We are an Easter people, and Alleluia is our song…”

It was 3:38pm on Wednesday, and it hit me that my daughter had an orthodontist appointment that day…at 3:30pm. We were on the wrong side of town, too late and too far away to make it to the appointment. I was so mad at myself…

A coworker of mine and I were talking before the All School Mass this week. I mentioned something to her about corny Catholic jokes because I had just asked someone, “How was your Easter?” And the joke should have been on me, “What do you mean? Easter isn’t over. We are still celebrating!…”

Does this sound like a familiar scenario to many of you? I began by asking God to give me not only the opportunity, but also the right words. Then I prayed for wisdom and discernment and courage…