From January 25, 2021 The highlight of this trip cut short, besides Clare Marie being released from the hospital, was meeting Mitch Albom, at telephonically, on a call during which I did not know I was speaking to him.
From January 24, 2021 The staff and kids are grateful for what I am giving them. But I do not simply want their gratitude. I want to form a spiritual bond between the giver and the receiver which once was a hallmark of religious traditions.
From January 23, 2021 Yesterday’s gospel reading featured the story of the disciples on a boat during storm when suddenly they see Jesus walking on the water, telling them: “Do not be afraid.” Some days at Santa Chiara, I feel as if I am in a boat being tossed about by a turbulent sea.
From January 22, 2021 At six in the morning, it takes me about ten minutes to get to the MC sisters for Mass. The trip home an hour later, it takes 15 minutes or even a wee bit longer if traffic near one school is tied up. Yesterday, it took nearly an hour to get home after Mass.
From January 21, 2021 The kids came home from school yesterday with their “folder” containing their report cards, which are full sheets of paper with an official stamp. Bethany and Ally received the highest marks.
From January 20, 2021 I had hoped for a quiet day, sequestered in my office working on some long-neglected projects. Billy and Patrick were out hunting for gas. My peaceful solitude was interrupted by a call from Patrick.
From January 19, 2021 For me personally, Sunday went down the drain thanks to a miscommunication between me, Jarline, and her sister. Details are unimportant. I said something I wished I had not said because it tarnished the entire day before it was clarified and rectified.
From January 18, 2021 I didn’t have way of much to offer you in today’s Journal…outside of Robinson, our security guard, showing me a video from a surveillance camera that showed a car pulling up to the sidewalk at night and kidnapping a woman.