A snapshot of the view from my writing chair captures a jumble of thoughts and feelings. Light and shadow play around the whole space; reflecting off a glass topped table which Doug fashioned years ago. There on the bookshelf sits Xhiv’s painting of Our Lady of Guadalupe cradling Evan’s body. His rafting and army helmets…

Today I reflect on hope as we near the end of the Church’s Jubilee Year of Hope. Doug and I are excited to travel to Phoenix soon as retreat leaders, along with three other couples, for a marriage retreat for the newest cohort of couples who entered formation for the diaconate there. We find joy…

About six weeks ago, EvanMarie’s primary care physician felt a mass in her abdomen and heard a heart murmur in our youngest granddaughter. Time has been hazy ever since. It dawned on me today that her third birthday is in just seven weeks. I’m not sure if she will be at home or in the…