It dawned on me today as I heard the news of Terri Schiavo’s death, that I actually do have experience and perspective on the issue of the right to die. This is a long one folks, so I’ll give you the choice to click and read or to skip it. (Read on …)

It’s gonna be hard from here on out. (Read on …)

This week’s theme: The 90’s (Read on …)

I feel like I’ve arrived…someone claimed one of my Flickr photos as a “favorite”! Woohoo! :-D

The baby is getting baptized Easter night. We found out this was actually going to happen on Monday. I have been running around like crazy this week trying to get everything done and ready for that and her party. So, hopefully I’ll be able to tell you how this all came about on Monday. In the meantime -

If Mikalah doesn’t go home, something is seriously wrong with the voters out there. (Read on …)

Alysha and Syndromes posted this and since I commented on theirs, I gotta follow through and post it here, so here goes:

Are you up to the MeMe challenge? Here’s a different take on the MeMe, whereby you put your answers in the comments section of my blog. When you are through, copy-paste the MeMe to your blog, and I’ll stop by and do the MeMe for you! I’m shamelessly lifting this MeMe from another blogger, without offering them credit. So be it. I will post the answers to everyone’s three questions. . .

A. First, recommend to me:
1. A movie:
2. A book:
3. A musical artist, song, or album:

B. Ask me three questions, no more, no less.
You may ask me anything you want, but I can decline to answer anything which makes me uncomfortable.

C. Copy and paste this in your blog (if you have one.)

I’m stealing Syndrome’s hooray for a moment to say:

Hooray for friends who help you remember things about threading the sewing machine that you forgot because you haven’t done it in well over a decade!!! ;)

Change is inevitable. It happens constantly. Every day. Everywhere. We have no control over it. And yet, it’s still not always that easy to accept.

Our pastor, the only pastor we’ve known at our parish, is leaving. Sunday night will be his last mass. He will be baptizing my daughter that night. Easter Sunday is not normally a baptism day, but because there are no baptisms during Lent, it was the only sure way to be able to have him baptize her, and it’s important to me that he is the one who does it.

He’s been there through so much for us. He was the presider on Holy Saturday when I was confirmed into the Catholic church. He came to our house and gave my mother her last rites as she lay dying. He came to her funeral - not because had to, but because he was there to support us. My family and my parents friends are none too thrilled about me being Catholic, but they appreciated and respected the fact that we had a pastor that cared enough about us to be there when we needed him. He came to the hospital the day our daughter was born to see that tiny little being who wasn’t supposed to be there yet.

We’ve shared meals with him. We’ve laughed with him. We’ve cried with him. He has been there for us. He is not perfect, but this entry is not about what he isn’t or wasn’t. It’s about what he is and was and will be. And that is our friend. We love him. We will miss him. We pray that his new assignment brings him joy and contentment.

What has been has been. What will come will come. Godspeed to our dear friend and pastor.

Because Fox screwed up, there are no results tonight. Instead, they are replaying last night’s performances and revoting. Since it was a pretty good show, I don’t mind seeing the singers do their thing again. Except…no one should have to listen to Mikalah more than once. It’s cruel and unusual punishment. :P

Tune in to this spot tomorrow night for the results.