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It's getting a little close to home

Well, our McCain / Palin yard sign was thrown into the street last night. What to make of this? Is freedom of expression now frowned upon? Yikes. The exact reason to love our great country is the right we all own to display what we choose on our front lawns. What's next? The nativity at Christmas thrown in the street? PLEASE. What disturbs me more, is that someone, at night, saw the sign, and didn't just pass it by - they actively, got out of their car, walked on my property, pulled the sign out of the grass and dirt, and took measures to make a statement. They probably ran over the sign, since the sign was battered to say the least. Wondering if I put it back? Yes, yes I did. A bully never once made me back down when I was young, and they don't scare me now.

Whatever the election results, we are all still Americans, grateful for the privilege to vote and choose our leaders. My opinion may be different from yours, that's ok. We live in a country where all opinions are f…

What other election issue is there?

OK, I guess I should write something on the upcoming election.....For me, personally...well I do have an opinion. As I am Catholic and practicing, I must vote my conscience, which means that the most important issue that will determine my vote is which candidate values life. I know, I know, most people I hear, say that it shouldn't come down to one issue. But for me it does. Without life, the other issues simply aren't issues. If we don't have life, we don't have disabled children to help. If we don't have life, we don't have our elderly who depend on us to not pull that plug. If we don't have life, we have nothing.

It can be so discouraging to hear people will vote for Obama, when the man has always supported a culture of death. I know McCain doesn't have a perfect Pro-life record, but at least he's almost there, and you never know, with God all things are possible, change can happen, though I don't believe it will for Obama. There seems to be s…

The Call

It was March, a chilly day.
I feel the drops of freezing rain.

Aimlessly I walk, begging for a sign.
Filled with questions, I search my mind.

Eyeing a bench, I make my way
Speaking out loud, I have to say.

And looking up at threatening, black clouds,
Tears mixed with rain, I pray aloud.

“Hear me, Lord! I’m waiting for you!”
The thunder answers me, as if on cue.

“I don’t think I’m ready, I can’t handle pain,
Is it really worth it? Is it truly the greatest gain?”

Thoughts of motherhood racking my brain,
Constant doubts, fear is driving me insane.

“Send me your Spirit, I’ve done my part,
I gave you my eyes, my ears, and now, my heart!”

On the bench, I quietly sit down.
My mind isn’t whirling, I hear not a sound.

I call upon His mother, “Please pray with me,
That I might be blessed with the eyes to see.”

Closing my eyes, I want to hear,
His message for me, loud, and crystal clear.

As I open my eyes, I open my whole being.
And I can’t believe what my new eyes are seeing.

His message for me, so perfect and pure,

What is Love: We Contemplate our Vocation

In family life, we have found one thing to be consistent, to be always true, that one thing that we can always rely on, always trust, and becomes the very foundation of family life. What is this basis for OUR family? It is Love. And we all know love isn’t a feeling, an emotion, an intangible, floating thing in the cosmos that you can neither see nor touch. It is real, it is visible, it is tangible. It is the very core and essence of family life, should family life succeed in our day and times.

In a real physical way, becoming a parent is truly a great act of love. Husband and wife selflessly give to one another, and God thus chooses to bless their union with the gift of new life. The wife, is intimately connected to this new life in a way her spouse can only appreciate from a far. Her body is taken over, in many respects, is sacrificed to nourish this new life. Human beings are so complicated in their great design by our creator. Contemplate simply how one of your eyes works…

A little about me

Ok, a little about me. I am new to this whole blogging thing, but I love the outlet, and being a writer at heart, versus as an occupation....this allows the best of both worlds: Meaning, I get to stay at home with my kids, and write in my free time as topics inspire.

So I am a mother of five. Yes, I wrote five, no joke. In this day and age, five might seem crazy, and I admit there are times, when I wonder where all these little ones came from. I have my oldest at 8 and my youngest as 7 months, and the others fall in between. I guess when it comes down to it, I figure, I never want to regret not having a family, and as a woman, our time is so short. So by God's good Grace, and my hero husband also wanting a big family, we have five.....and one day, only God knows, perhaps there will be sixth. We are open.

Now that I have mentioned my hero husband - we have been married for 11 years, mostly blissful. As any other couple will tell you, struggles come and go, but the commitment remains …

Personalities and Parenting

I recently got into a great discussion with my Midwife. She began to describe just how blessed and honored she felt to be the first one to greet new babies into the world, how each one is so unique, so different, that she truly felt personalities were represented through the entire pregnancy. She marveled at how distinct each child truly is, and having delivered countless babies, still was amazed at how these are really little unique people she is helping to bring into the world, not a blob of tissue as some people may think.

She went on to basically argue Pro-life stances to me, to which I would nod in agreement, and express how even though this is our fifth, the whole process still holds so much wonder and amazement for us. It was a joy for me to listen to the woman who would bring our newest baby into the world, and her strong beliefs in the dignity of the unborn. It got me to thinking, just how different personalities are in a larger family, how each temperament is represented, and…

One Lazy Afternoon

I began to watch our newest son in his effort to conquer movement across our family room floor. The scenario that ensued gave me my article as I reflected on how we must become like children to enter the gates of heaven. We are all in search of the eternal reward, and as mother, I find in my children the innocence, the determination and conquering spirit that I too must possess in my own vocation.

Our little baby, how he has been bringing so much joy! He began on his tummy, pushing up with all his might with his hands, digging his tiny toes into the carpet fibers. Eyeing a toy nearby, he whimpered, as if to say, “Go and get it for me Mom”. I looked at him, and gently encouraged him to get it himself. He rolled to one side, flipped now on his back. Nope that didn’t do it. He went back to his tummy. After many attempts on his part, wiggling in all directions, flipping from tummy to back, back to tummy, rolling here, and then there…..he began to get frustrated. He looked up again at me, a…