Tuesday, October 23, 2012

Wanted: A Kinder, Gentler Version of Me




Tuesday, October 23rd, 2012. 12:16 am. Can't sleep.
 My mind  is flooding with images of Jeremy. 
Dug out a journal I recently found that was given to me 10/23/10.  Not too many entries in it before it went M.I.A. for nearly two years. Thought I would share the very first entry on this day that marks the two year anniversary of the death of my darling son, Jeremy.

Monday, August 6, 2012

Back to School Blues


cru·ci·ble

  [kroo-suh-buhl] 
noun
1.
a container of metal or refractory material employed for heating substances to  
high temperatures.
2.
a severe, searching test or trial.
And that's just where I find myself this glorious, yet, paradoxically afflicted, morning...

Saturday, March 24, 2012

"The Hunger Games"--What the Church can learn from "the girl on fire"


So I bought tickets to the Midnight Premier for the "Hunger Games" a couple weeks ago, not knowing the revelation that would come in the wee hours of the night. Last spring I read through the trilogy in less than a week. Could. Not. Put. It. Down. The draw for me was immense. Something about the passion Katniss had for little sis, Primrose. The willingness to sacrifice herself. The eerily familiar excess of the Capitol juxtaposed by the daily struggle for survival in the "real world" outlying districts. A fight everyday just to stay a live. And the pinnacle moment when worlds collide in the crucible of the arena where the true test of a person becomes evident.