From the moment my plane touched down in Italy years ago, I was in love. Visiting the country where my grandfather was born was the fulfillment of a promise I’d made to myself. I’ve been back numerous times since, and every time I plan to travel ...
The feasts and celebrations that surround us at this time in the liturgical year can do a soul some much-needed good. It’s hard to feel like a solitary ...
September always feels like the start of a new year to me, much more so than Jan. 1 ever does. It must be the perennial student in me. I can’t even resist ...
In the span of one week, at my job as a Church communications director, I had two people separately accuse me of completely opposite — and equally untrue — ...
My reflection from today's edition of Give Us This Day:
This past summer, when my family spent a week at the New Jersey shore, I hopped out of bed every ...
Marriage is hard, even under the best of circumstances. Add in some problems, and marriage can feel beyond hard, maybe impossible, as evidenced by the ...
My latest Life Lines column, running in the current issue of Catholic New York:
I’m a wannabe hiker. And a wannabe camper and kayaker, for that matter. ...
I love to read about how other people have transformed their lives into something more manageable, less stressful, more satisfying. What steps did they take? ...
When we were planning our date night this week, there was only one place on my list of suggestions: The Hollow Bar & Kitchen on North Pearl Street in ...
Five weeks from today, our Italy: A Feast for Body and Soul pilgrimage will depart from JFK airport bound for Rome. The 40 of us will spend 13 days making ...