Melanie sat in the pew, listening to the Sunday homily. She became more and more infuriated. The priest was talking about abortion methods and their devastating effects on child and mother.

He has no right to tell me what to…

Mark and I just celebrated our 27^th Wedding Anniversary and I find it ironic that things seem to have come full circle since the day we were married. Girls are back in bell bottomed hip huggers, baby doll tops,…

I just returned from five heavenly days. Literally. My husband, Mark, and I were attending the annual workshop for our Schoenstatt community — five awesome days of education, formation, prayer, and fellowship in an environment of sheer joy. The experience…

On April 15th, American Papist blogger Thomas Peters reported that Archbishop Timothy M. Dolan took New York by storm. Anybody from Milwaukee could have told you he’d do that. In 2002, he took us by storm, albeit in a…

I felt the warm, soft wax between my fingers and looked down to see that I’d formed the Easter taper into a “J” — candy cane style. I’d been holding it so tightly entwined between my fingers that I’d…

I had a good dose of reality the other night. I went to a Family Readiness Briefing with our oldest son, Matt. His brigade is being deployed soon and so the National Guard arranged a meeting to inform and support…

I have a journalism degree from the University of Wisconsin – Milwaukee, but I refuse to use the term “journalist” to describe what I do. Why? It’s my personal protest against the abominable, reckless, flesh-gouging “journalism” practiced by secular media…

I’ve been thinking about Babushka a lot lately. “Babushka” is our (loving) nickname for the elderly woman who lives across the alley. She’s from Bosnia and can barely speak English. She lost a number of family members in the uprisings…

My father taught me one of the most amazing lessons I've ever learned about forgiveness. It happened when I was a young girl, about eight years of age or so. I was at home with my mother and two sisters…

The other day, I was sorting through some of the kid’s toys and ran across the “Mouse Trap” game that John had received for his sixth birthday. If you’ve never played it before, you’re really missing something.

“Mouse Trap” is…