Adulting

My adult son called to say his day was going to be spent ‘adulting’. When I asked him to repeat what he said, he said ‘I am adulting’ today. Curious, I asked what he meant by ‘adulting’.  He said “You know Mom.  Dishes have to be done, I need to clean my apartment, do some grocery shopping, finish my laundry and pay bills.  No fun…

Nine Months Together…Then It Ends

Soon our family will have a new member.  Any day now my god-daughter will give birth, and as a mother of four I know exactly how these last few weeks  feels…especially when it is your first.  She has no idea of what is in store for her, but she is eagerly welcoming the unexpected with open arms. No one knows the sex of the child…although…

First Friday of Lent: Happy Birthday Irene!

Woke up this morning with a severe headache, in all likelihood caused by the myriad of problems I know I have to face today.  So, at 5:30 A.M. decided to just get up and face the day.  Sipping on that first cup of coffee and contemplating on this First Friday of Lent I felt these words run through my entire body:”I am always with you”. These…

Polish Traditions Remembered

I have to be honest – being Polish AND Catholic are so intertwined with who I am that when I visited Poland with my sisters and parents in 2008 I was surprised to see churches of other faiths…and I was in my fifties! All the people in my life with Polish ancestry are Catholics; therefore Church traditions were synonymous with Polish traditions. Didn’t matter that…

Christmas–Christ Makes All Saved

  The little boy in this picture leaned over and told Santa “It’s Jesus’s Birthday you know”, and the man in the red suit said “That is why He sends me to your home on His birthday – because He loves you and He wants you to be happy.” Thank God there are still people in this world who know why we as Christians celebrate…

Death – Three Times and You Are Done

I was reminded last night of my Great Grandmother’s belief that a person dies three times – not to mention  her subtle request to always keep her memory alive. Busha (Polish I believe for grandmother – at least that is what we were led to believe and a reason I myself refuse to be called Busha by my four-year old grandson) told me a person dies first when  their physical body  expires.  Their second…

Four Degrees

I am reminded once again how close we are to each other…in fact, we are in removed from each other by only four degrees of separation. How else do you explain meeting a man (a very nice man)  who a. Grew up in New Jersey with the man…. b. My niece, who grew up in Michigan, married this weekend in Bay Harbor c. Who now teaches…