Sister Tommie is 76 years old. In her old age, despite her dementia (or more likely, because of it), she is beaming with youth and innocence.
Whenever I think of the March for Life, I think of my oldest son. I think of him as a miniature boy about 17 months old, walking along the double-yellow line that runs down Washington D.C.’s Constitution Avenue, wearing a giant woolen hat and snow boots that nearly covered his knees. Sometimes out of habit he would rocket his mittened hand upward to find his pregnant mother’s gloved one.
Welcome to Molarity Redux, the 69th strip in the updated, continuing adventures of Jim Mole and friends.
There are fleeting moments where I wonder if I’m losing it — like when I pour orange juice into my morning cereal or stash my fiance’s credit card information in the office fridge — moments when I question if I actually have it all together. Those moments are few and infrequent, but as someone who thinks and processes and communicates for a living, I fear the day I’m not in full control of my mental capacities.
Barely a day goes by when I don’t think about the undergraduate semester I spent in Ireland 21 years ago. I’ve never found the opportunity to return, but two recent events on the Notre Dame campus renewed my acquaintance with the island and my hope that transformative Christian faith may not be a thing of the Irish past.
I never really thought my family of seven had a food culture. Then I looked at the calendar to see how we did through the year.
Saturday marked the five-year anniversary of the devastating earthquake that killed 220,000 people. But Haiti is much more than the sum of the natural disasters and political unrest that has plagued the nation for the last few decades.
Midway through our son’s first semester, I am are far from claiming expert status but can offer a list of seven ways to love your children with autism into the first year they are away at college.
Junior year of Molarity has come to an end.
“Poetry is what prose can only talk about,” a former colleague of mine mentioned to me once in passing. He was right then and now.