Welcome to the March 2022 edition of An Open Book, hosted both at My Scribbler’s Heart and CatholicMom.com! My husband has been listening to Slaying Dragons: What…
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Welcome to the March 2022 edition of An Open Book, hosted both at My Scribbler’s Heart and CatholicMom.com! My husband has been listening to Slaying Dragons: What…
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Lent’s almost here. Again. Yikes.
I’m becoming more of a minimalist when it comes to Lent. Less is more, no? One resource or one thing to concentrate on. After numerous Lents in which God delivered a more suitable, fruitful penance than I’d ever dream up, I’m learning to better accept God’s gifts, even those I’d just as soon re-gift.
Here are five resources to accompany you on your Lenten journey. Maybe one here will suit you this year. Or ready you to accept God’s plan for these forty days.
5 Resources for Lent: Books, Downloads, Support & More #Lent Share on X Leave a CommentIn another edition of, ‘What good is a blog if I can’t publish my own children’s work?,’ I’m sharing my then seventh-grade daughter’s, ”The Visigoth’s Reward,” her entry in The Hershey Story History Contest for Young Writers for 2021.
Read her 2020 entry, “My Captain.”
Audvakr roused from his sleep.
“Brother, wake up. Get your things. It’s time to go.” Vulfila stood next to him, tying a belt around his tunic.
Audvakr pushed the soft deerskin off himself and reached for his clothes and armor. He opened the tent flap. A full moon shone brightly on the camp. Men gathered in small groups, talking in low, gruff voices. Most appeared to be gravitating towards the biggest tent.
Tonight was the night. The Romans would pay for their arrogance and mistreatment of Audvakr’s people. The Visigoths had gone unnoticed far too long. It was time everyone recognized them.
2 CommentsI haven’t published many personal posts here in a while, so I thought I’d share something I recently wrote for Catholic Mom. Lying down with my little ones, who aren’t all so little any more, has been a great blessing – for them and for me.

So-called “nighttime parenting” gets a bad rap. I can safely say that, now that all of my children regularly sleep through the night. (My children were each at least four years old before that happened with any regularity.)
Sleep disruption, for all its annoyance and the growing bags under my eyes, is the foundation of many warm memories of snuggling a newborn at my breast, rubbing the back of a toddler awakened by a nightmare, and reading picture books to a preschooler who can’t fall back to sleep.
Some of the most honest, intimate moments I’ve shared with my children have come in nearly dark bedrooms while they lay tucked beneath the sheets, a stuffed companion or two (or more) at their side.
Leave a CommentWelcome to the February 2022 edition of An Open Book, hosted both at My Scribbler’s Heart and CatholicMom.com! While lately I’ve been finishing other books I’ve…
6 CommentsI don’t typically share individual book reviews unless they are part of a virtual book tour/blog tour. But Things Worth Dying For, more than anything I’ve read in recent memory, was the right book at the right moment.
Things worth dying for and its flips side, things worth living for, are what it’s all about. Over the past couple of years, those things have crystallized for me. Not that my beliefs have changed, but in a messy world, painted in blacks, whites, and shades of gray, the contrast between the darkness and the light have appeared, to me at least, more stark.
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Take a look at the line-up for the conference and then get registered!
You’ll find all of the pertinent details at the link, but here are some highlights: