This morning Bob, the kids and I attended a mass and reception in honor of the 25th anniversary of the ordination of a priest that Bob knew from high school. He was one of Bob’s favorite teachers and Bob has always loved hearing his sermons. During the man of honor’s homily today he told a […]
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This weekend we have started putting up Christmas decorations in our new home. It is starting to feel more like wintertime. Usually while preparing our home for the holidays we play Christmas songs to help us get into the spirit of the season. This year it has been especially nice that our son Sean has […]
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by Kathy on November 23, 2011 · 1 comment
in Abby, Background, Bereavement, Bob, Chicago, Family, Friends, Healing, Inspiration, Loss, Love, Memories, Molly, NaBloPoMo, Time
who still remember. It means so much to me and other bereaved parents to know that, especially as more and more time passes since the deaths of our children. Last night Bob and I were watching the Chicago evening news when we happened to see an amusing story about a couple that got a flat […]
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It is Day 18 of NaBloPoMo and I have hit some kind of lull or funk. Its not that I don’t have enough ideas for what to write about here, its that I am just not *feeling it.* I have a list of topics that I am looking forward to exploring, but today I do not […]
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Congresswoman Gabrielle “Gabby” Giffords and her husband Mark Kelly’s ABC News Special Interview with Diane Sawyer aired on Monday night. I haven’t seen the whole thing, but have caught clips of their moving interchange about Gabby’s “journey towards recovery” in various headline news stories. As so often is the case with national news stories, such as this […]
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She comes to me at night, when I should be sleeping.She inspires me to write and I can’t hold back.The words flow and I feel like I am on fire. Sometimes I really feel like someone or something is using me as a vehicle to communicate. When this happens I feel compelled to go with […]
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