Friday fish fries and confession are likely the most advertised Lenten activity in Catholic parishes. I’ll give you one guess at which is the least attended.
Clicking away at this column for the umpteenth time – kids have been sick on and off for a week; the only opening at the doctor’s office today is smack in the middle of nap time; I’m starting my own Lenten fast off with DayQuil – and Shakira has come to my rescue! Yes, I …
Natural Family Planning can feel like un-Natural Family Planning and even, at times, Natural Family un-Planning.
In all journeys, we come to crossroads. For me, weeklong vacations with my family – something my parents, sisters and our families have managed to accomplish twice in five years – are rare gifts, a glimpse into how life might have been if we’d all lived a century earlier.
A Lenten confession: I rarely remember not to eat meat on Fridays.
I’ve promised my husband mince pies this Christmas.