The song is true: “It’s the most wonderful time, of the year.” Christmas. The holidays. Winter break.What a glorious few weeks spent with family, friends, food. And traditions. When our family immigrated to America from Poland back in December of 1981, my parents gave my sister and I the most amazing gift (besides a chance…
The Stranger
You are sitting one pew in front of me during mass and I am at once intrigued and fearful. You are large, towering well over six feet and your hands resemble oars; weathered and larger than any hands I have ever seen before. You catch me glancing at you and you gesture, pointing to your…
Ummmmm……..
Yep. Nola is a perfect fit for our perfectly imperfect family.
Ooops I Did It Again…….
I let my life get in the way of blogging. Imagine that! And not because there hasn’t been anything to write about. Why just last night I was half-dying from a 102 fever (Post-tylenol), shivering in my bed, trying to survive what has to be the ugliest bout of flu I have ever had. Not…