Category: Special Occasions

Not My Mom

By Ann O’Malley 8 am. My phone rings. It’s Mom. Uh-oh.  She doesn’t usually call this early in the day.  Is it good news or bad?  Bad. Very bad.  She’s having a total meltdown. Up until now, I can only…

Authenticity

A few weeks ago I arrived at the startling age of 89.  It seems unreal.  My body is bent and twisted, and moving around much depends on the day.  Yet, inside my head, I still feel as if I were…

I Have Seen the Lord!

Now on the first day of the week Mary Magdalene came early to the tomb, while it was still dark, and saw the stone already removed from the tomb.  So she ran and came to Simon Peter and to the other…