Many years ago I visited Pompei. I knew that my grandmother had been born in a small town not far from nearby Naples, and as our bus drove around the city on the autostrada I looked up into the mountains and imagined. I imagined what it might have been like for a girl in aContinue reading >>
Why even sin can be a cause for hope
My father is not an effusive man. Once a year at the holidays he compliments my singing at mass, and quips that his kind words are my Christmas present. I’ve noticed that his main way of complimenting me is to demand I do something of which he thinks I am capable. The list of thingsContinue reading >>
Seven of my favorite saints
Happy Solemnity of All Saints! In honor of the day, I offer you seven of my most dear saints. — 1 — Philomena I hope it’s not bad luck to begin this post with a saint who probably didn’t exist. I took this saint’s name as my confirmation name, partly to honor a grandmother andContinue reading >>
Embracing emotion
What struck me first was that he had the head and hair of an adult on the body of a boy. This is fairly common in boys – young men? – of a certain age. He bore other marks of adolescence as well, nervousness being the most apparent among them. We were boarding the planeContinue reading >>
5-year rewind: Life is not ended, just changed
In honor of my five-year anniversary blogging at Felice Mi Fa, I am sharing five of my favorite, most meaningful posts. I wrote “Life is not ended, just changed” in a state of profound grief during the summer of 2009. The words poured out of me during a summer class I was taking, and I scribbledContinue reading >>
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