I just returned from celebrating the jubilees of my MSBT sisters at our Motherhouse in Philadelphia.

Expectation or anticipation—what’s the difference?

I like Fall nearly as much as I like Spring, because of the colors. The palette of nature is different now.

Is it not “easy” faith to go from depths of almost despair to such trust and hope.  It is a long and arduous journey.

Every now and then I get a wake-up call that maybe I can’t save the world. It always comes as a surprise. That’s when I remember letting go.

Blessings come in many forms and although sometimes they come disguised as trials, I like to think that over the years, I’ve gotten a little better at spotting them…even in their least recognizable costumes. The fact is, I haven’t.

For nearly 20 years, my husband and I have been sharing our daily “most gratefuls” before we go to bed each night.

Whatever your COVID experience, you’ve probably learned some things about yourself and about what’s most important to you.

This month, we’ll celebrate Mother’s Day, children will crown Mary the May Queen and memories will be made.

I get hope from the many examples of pious, saintly people for us to celebrate.