Sunday, May 24, 2020

Three Moving Tips



On thinking back the last couple years, I moved in both 2018 and 2019 to two different towns. They weren't as challenging as a move out-of-state, but they were places I hadn't lived before and moves I did on my own. They were different than moves for the convent, or moves for college, because those were moving to a community. The two moves I made were to a new home. While it's unlikely I'll move yet again in the year 2020, I have learned never to say never, but I would like to think that I learned something from both moving experiences that hopefully are helpful!

1. Explore.
If you have the opportunity to visit the new place multiple times before the move, try to explore some restaurants, tourist attractions, or drive through neighborhoods to get a feel for what everyday life is like. You could even go to Mass at a church you might end up attending and try to meet some parishioners. In short, picture what it would be like living in that place for the long term. Familiarizing yourself with the new place ahead of time will make the transition smoother.

2. Clean Out.
One thing I learned on both moves was that I had a lot of stuff I didn't need. It is so much easier to move if you go through your stuff before the move. Sort through your clothes closet, organize holiday decor, even clean out your pantry. Anything that makes your move lighter will help in the long run. You might not have enough time if the move is a quick one, but even as you're packing, if you think you won't miss the item, then it's a treasure for someone else by giving it away!

3. Change of Address.
Most people think to change their address for their utilities, their friends, their credit cards. But don't forget places like an Amazon account where you might ship a new item you are really excited about to a house you no longer live in! There's lots of little things that can easily slip your mind when you're moving, so it's helpful to think about your most frequent mailings and change your address a week or two in advance.

No matter how you look at it, moving is one of those top life stressors, so try to round up friends and family for a moving party either at the old place or the new place to help you pack or unpack and make it fun with pizza and milkshakes or whatever makes you happy!

Sunday, May 17, 2020

West of Yesterday


You recall back in November a post where I interviewed Lena Donellan about being an author! Well, it is only fitting to write a book review of her novel that I was privileged to read! 

"To a grieving man, he's a murderer; to an abused boy, he's a savior."

Characters: West of Yesterday shines with its character development. I followed the emotions of the main characters as if I were seeing them in person. Alan Bledsoe, a man struggling with accepting his past, rescues a boy named Scott from an abusive uncle. The two discover an unlikely connection with each other that has each realizing they possess a strength they did not know was there. Wade Belanger is searching for what he believes is justice, which includes capturing Alan. The sheriff in Ayer, John, wants to piece together the different puzzle pieces of each character's story to arrive at the truth. And finally my favorite character, Matt, who accompanies Wade, shows loyalty, dependability, and a search for truth that made him a noble person in my book!

Plot: The story had me captivated from beginning to end. I like to think I am good at predicting how a novel will unfold, but I was truly kept in suspense! I did not know how it would end and was kept guessing. I think I was most surprised (without giving anything away!) by one villain's change of heart and another's hardened heart...the contrast in what can create hope about a broken person and what cannot made you realize that people can change. There were definitely plot twists and a lot of excitement in a small western town. The different points of view served to create colorful pictures in your mind of each character's perspective.

Literary devices: The use of symbolism struck me as well with the name of the town being Ayer, which means yesterday, and in the end certain characters are able to head west of Ayer, as if they are leaving "yesterday" and all the past behind them. I loved the literary use of flashbacks and a gradual revelation of important events through the characters' memories. It blended the past, the present, and the future into a cohesive whole that was powerful. I also appreciated the analysis of grief and how it affects people differently, and that in working toward acceptance a person can ultimately find peace.

West of Yesterday is about a quest for self-discovery, understanding what it truly means to forgive, and sharing the hope that no matter how broken a man is there is a chance for redemption. If you are looking for an enjoyable summer read, then order a copy of Lena's novel here!

Sunday, May 10, 2020

What's in a Mom



On reflecting on Mother's Day, I think there are a lot of ways to look at motherhood. There are many who desire to be natural mothers, but perhaps are not able to have children, have not met that special someone to marry yet, or who feel they are not called to marriage even if they love children. That usually brings up the topic of the beautiful reality of spiritual motherhood, that St Therese frequently emulates, which is to pray for souls, to be a mother of souls, to imitate Our Lady in sacrificing for souls. 

As beautiful as these truths are, I think "what's in a mom" are the virtues of a mom. While not everyone may be a natural mother, anyone can practice the virtues of motherhood, which in turn would be good practice to prepare for such a gift! The essential virtues of motherhood, after the obvious one of charity, in my opinion, are self-sacrifice, joy, and diligence.

A mom should strive to sacrifice herself for her children (and her husband), but as a mom she will have to constantly deny herself and her needs for the sake of others. She should not neglect herself in the process, but she should try to put others before herself. This self-sacrifice imitates Our Lord on the cross and helps a woman to give generously and unite her offerings to those of Christ. By practicing self-sacrifice in general, it will make getting up in the middle of the night to a baby much easier!

Joy should radiate a mother's being. To be a mother is one of the greatest gifts. You are that person in a child's life that nurtures and fosters their development and surrounds them with the greatest love they will find on this earth. If a person has joy, it reflects the fact that their soul is at peace. Peace is what makes a child feel secure and comforted. If a woman can find joy in the midst of suffering and day-to-day trials, she will prepare to be a mother who gives her child that first taste of God's protection.

Then there comes diligence. Being a parent is a big responsibility! You are the primary educator of your children, in spiritual and material life. If a woman looks to be practical and keep order in her home, she will have developed a habit of diligence and be more ready to take care of a family . . . and of course she will have help in these matters from her husband. Yet she will most likely spend the most time with her children at home. She doesn't have to run her house like a navy ship, but having some organization will give children stability. 

So if you are not yet a mom but are looking for ways to become a good one, seek to practice virtues now that will foster a beautiful family life in the future! For developing habits in your single life, will build a solid foundation for motherhood. Happy Mother's Day to all those self-sacrificing, joyful, and diligent mom's like mine!

Sunday, May 3, 2020

Three Cheers to Four Years



I never imagined that making a few scapulars and listing them on Etsy would lead to a business of four years and 150 items. I have so many favorite moments from being a part of your lives, but if I could only share one memory that left a lasting impression on me, it would be receiving a personal thank you from a solider. Because of your support, we have sent thousands of items to our Troops overseas in our quarterly care packages.

"You have no idea what these packages mean to service members around the world."

When this greets your inbox, you realize that ideas are not small. Putting ideas into action is powerful and by our willingness to take chances, God supplies the grace. Suddenly it isn't about what you can do, but what God can accomplish because it is bigger than you. I have been touched by the lives of so many wonderful people through this shop and for that I am eternally grateful!

It's been a crazy ride of wearing all the hats from designing product lines, to obtaining sales tax licenses, finding steady suppliers, expanding to shipping internationally, to the basics of packaging an item so each box feels like a gift to the receiver . . . and I wouldn't trade any of it. Running a business has been the best learning experience I have ever had. 

It has been four years of connections to amazing people, who make my shop worth running day after day. I love my customers and pray for them daily. It is a beautiful thought to know you have touched my life and I have touched yours . . . through an e-commerce store where we never met! 

In the words of G.K. Chesterton, "When it comes to life the critical thing is whether you take things for granted or take them with gratitude." I hope I never take for granted the gift God has given to make a simple idea on May 1, 2016 become a business of four years. Here's to many more!

Sunday, April 26, 2020

A Little Less Hurry


I made an interesting discovery this week. I tried to fix some issues on my laptop by myself since Apple stores are closed...and I ended up virtually crashing my computer. I completely freaked out and thought I would never recover all the documents and files stored on there, let alone the fact that I could not do anything for my business, not even fill orders. Was this a temporary problem? Yes, it could be fixed or replaced, but that didn't seem to calm the initial shock. So I asked myself, why did it bother me so much? In hindsight, it really wasn't that bad, the problem was fixed in a couple hours with phone support. 

I learned that I was way too attached to both technology and my work. Is the computer absolutely necessary for my job? Yes, yes it is, but even if we cannot do our job....which many people are unable to do in these times....it should not take away our peace. I still had my family, my friends, my health, my home, my dog, my faith....this only affected one small area of life (granted an important one) but it was still only work. I tend to put a lot of importance on work, and I realized...too much importance. Work/life balance does not come easily for someone who works from home, it's takes constant effort, but temporarily "losing" my computer forced me to take a step back. 

With the upcoming feast of St Joseph the Worker this week, reflecting on the dignity of work is a good thing. But I'd like to imagine that although St Joseph was very dedicated and diligent in his carpentry, the moments that gave his life the most meaning were those afterwards at home with Jesus and Mary. I think when we come to the end of our lives, we won't wish we had done more work, even though that is what we try to accomplish every day. I have a feeling it won't be as important, for the greatest work is that of prayer, union with God, and charity toward others. 

The "crashing" of my computer was actually one of the best things I could have experienced this week. It made me see that even if it all was taken away, and work was no longer part of my day to day, there's nothing wrong with a quiet life, a less hurried life, and a life filled with a little more laughter...and that maybe that could be a better part of work life too.

Sunday, April 19, 2020

The Triplets


I never imagined that one day our family dogs would all be rescues. They each have a unique story. Daisy (on the right) was abandoned in the woods and found my brother. Teddy (in the middle) I met at a rescue adoption weekend at PetSmart. Scotty (on the left) showed up at my parents' doorstep nine months ago and still hasn't left ;-) They all have unique personalities, but they are the three musketeers. 

I think having a pet in your home is one of the most worthwhile ventures in life. Sure, it can tie you down a bit, make travel plans have a little more planning, and is something that requires responsibility. But having a dog is enriching. It's having someone greet you every time you walk in the door, having someone to take care of, and sharing little moments that make you laugh when they do something incredibly cute.

Dogs have a sense of how people are feeling. They also force you to get outside too with their need for exercise. Besides, you are giving a dog a good home where they will be loved and cared for and happy. It goes both ways! I love the quote: "a house is not a home without a dog." 

Sunday, April 12, 2020

The Stone


"And they said one to another: Who shall roll us back the stone from the door of the sepulchre?" [Mark 16:3] I heard a sermon once that took note of this line in Scripture as very significant. That it shows us things we think are impossible to overcome or accomplish, God has already taken care of. For when they arrived at the tomb, the stone was already moved, when they had been so concerned who could do so.

There are so many areas of our lives that we feel have "immovable stones" because there are countless aspects of situations that we cannot change or have no control over. Easter teaches us that Christ is more powerful than any difficulty we may encounter. He may not always move the stone from our lives, but during the time that the stone was in the way Christ was behind it. So if there are "stones" that we are stuck behind, Our Lord is there behind the stone with us too.

It kind of gives you a sense of peace when you accept that God is the one in control, and He will make things right according to His plan. He of course expects us to move the stones in our life that we can change, but when we can't He wants us to realize He can. This Easter season should be one of renewing our confidence in God, knowing that He cares about us so individually that every aspect of our lives matters to Him.

I pray that this holy season will be a time of much grace for us all, and I wish all my readers a most Blessed Easter!

Sunday, April 5, 2020

Count Your Blessings


I think one of the biggest traps in life is getting caught up in negativity. Most people do not like when people are happy all the time. Don't you think if you walked around all rosy every single second like there were no problems and you couldn't stop smiling, people would throw invisible daggers your way? Why is it that people are happy to be unhappy? It's like we are so bogged down in our own problems and worries that we can't see others move beyond theirs...because it forces us to realize that we are part of our own problem. We are our own worst enemy in terms of happiness. We can choose to either focus on the positive or the negative.

You always hear the phrase "it's the little things." Aren't they worth getting excited about? It's easy to forget to count your blessings. Gratitude is at the heart of joy. When we appreciate all the gifts God is giving us, we are suddenly happier because we see life for what it is . . . a daily opportunity to love. Here are simple joys most people can experience right now...sitting outside in beautiful weather working from home, catching up with friends on the phone who live far away, quiet visits to the Tabernacle, making home made dinners, preparing for holiday celebrations . . . being still. I think what this world forgets how to do is to be still.

There's something about slowing down that makes you see the blessings around you. When life moves at a pace where one day jumps over the next, you are so busy trying to keep up that you look at where you are going rather than where you are. This is one of my favorite quotes about writing, but can also be applied to life, "writing is like driving at night in the fog. You can only see as far as your headlights, but you can make the whole trip that way."

On this Palm Sunday when all hail Christ as King, count your blessings and thank Him for them, remembering in the words of St Therese, "Jesus does not demand great actions from us, but simply surrender and gratitude."

Sunday, March 29, 2020

Chocolate Chip Cookies


I can't believe it is nearly four months into the new year and I haven't blogged about a recipe! I have been on the search for the best chocolate chip cookie, and I think I found it. I love cookies and I especially love baking cookies, so this was a real treat! Hope you enjoy!

Ingredients: 

~ 3/4 cup vegetable oil
~ 1 cup brown sugar
~ 1 egg
~ 1 t vanilla
~ 1/2 t baking soda
~ 1 t water
~ 1/4 t salt
~ 1 1/2 cups flour
~ 1 cup chocolate chips

Directions: 

Mix ingredients and bake at 350 degrees for about 10 minutes. Makes a dozen cookies!

Sunday, March 22, 2020

Remember to Smile


This is a challenging time. It's like stepping into a parallel universe, a sci-fi novel, or the Twilight Zone. What we don't want is for the difficulties to rob us of our simple joys. It's always better to look at what you do have, rather than what you don't. To remember to smile so we don't forget that there's a bigger picture. I heard a priest say in a talk recently that 99% of the universe God created is spiritual, meaning there is so much more supernatural than material aspects of creation, and God is present in so many ways that we can't even fathom it. We need reminders like that when we are deprived of spiritual benefits in these times of suppressions of Mass.

Something that I think helps when nothing is how it should be is to keep your life and schedule as normal as possible. Maybe you are working from home when you haven't before or all the places you would normally visit are closed, but you can still keep a routine, or modify your usual routine. Grab onto something that's normal, like walking your dog, reading your favorite book, or drinking your go-to coffee or tea. The little things remind us that "just because everything's changing, doesn't mean it hasn't been this way before," to quote the song "The Call." What we are facing may not have been exactly the same in history (and certainly seems unprecedented), but there are similarities and people made it through.

We don't want to look back on this time later and only see panic, disease, and restrictions. We want to remember birthday's and sunshine and conversations . . . in short, things that make you smile--we want to remember the smiles through the trials. This is not to say that it will all be rosy (most of it is not), but in dark days we need to focus on something that lifts us up, not what drags us down . . . because that's easy to feel (and get stuck in) in crisis moments.

Above all, these times shows you the importance of being able to connect with people. To be separated from congregating in public makes you realize what social creatures we are. So keep up your connections as best you can and especially your connection with God Who is present always.

Sunday, March 15, 2020

A Chicken Little World


I think the topic of this current virus is one of much controversy and debate. There's truth to it and people are legitimately sick and for that we must pray, but something that strikes me about all this is the hype and hysteria that is following the wake of illness. Illness can be a terrifying thing, it can take over our lives or the lives of those we love, and it brings us down a road that can often be filled with unknowns . . . but it is not the end and things may very well not be as bad as they seem.

It is becoming a chicken little world, in the sense that someone is saying the sky is falling...and the result is utter chaos and confusion. People are forgetting to be calm and rational about it all, even if there are unknowns. I love this quote above, "when it rains, look for rainbows, when it's dark, look for stars." Even if the sky is falling, there are still positive things to focus on. 

I listened to a talk recently where a priest said one of the devil's tactics is to turn a person's focus on "anything but God." Are we turning to God during this time, are we praying more, are we trusting that God is bigger than our troubles? It seems that the focus is on worry, calamity, and suffering, rather than on God. I don't want to belittle this situation as simply a distraction, but it kind of is. It's giving the problem more power than it deserves.

So, find a rainbow amidst the rain and a star lighting up the sky because that forces you to look up and beyond what is below.

Sunday, March 8, 2020

Firehouse Subs


I am a big fan of trying new restaurants. There's something exciting about a new food place opening in the city that shows growth and community. Food brings people together and creates a connection where there might not have been one. 

This week I made my way to Firehouse Subs, a sandwich joint I had been wanting to check out for some time. They have a variety of signature classics like Hook and Ladder, New York Steamer, and Firehouse Meatball, all of which looked delicious. I tried my hand at the Club on a Sub, which had turkey breast, honey ham, pepper bacon, Monterey Jack, and served "Fully Involved"--their phrase for mayo, mustard, lettuce, tomato, onion, and pickles.

I gladly give my sandwich a five star rating, both for taste and size. I chose the medium, which was about an eight inch sandwich, thinking it would be small, but I had half left over for the next day with their generous portions. Plus there are combo options with chips (or a cookie!) and drink, side menus of salads and soups, or kids' portions.

One noteworthy part about Firehouse Subs is their support of first responders. A portion of all their sales goes to buying equipment that firemen, policemen, EMT's, and paramedics need to do their jobs well. I personally love supporting businesses that give back, and especially toward a cause that means so much.

So if you're looking for a great sandwich that supports a great cause, make your way over to Firehouse Subs and enjoy a meal that leaves you satisifed!

Sunday, March 1, 2020

In the Midst of Noise


We are at the first Sunday of Lent and this season is a reminder of the silence that is necessary to prepare our hearts for our Risen Lord. It may not be possible to eliminate all the distractions and occupations of our life that hinder a sense of quiet, but we can still find God in the midst of them. That is what makes the quiet--the presence of One who reveals Himself in the "still, small, voice."

The literal definition of quiet is "making little or no noise." In the midst of noise we cannot hear anything but that, unless we direct our hearts outside of the noise. If our hearts are quiet and making no noise, then our very bearing will reflect a tranquil spirit. It will be easier to find God in the middle of the busyness if we are at peace.

At the same time, there are aspects of our lives that we do have control over in eliminating noise. There are things we choose that are not always conducive to fostering a quiet life. Maybe we aren't even looking for a quiet life because the thrill of noise tempers some suffering we are trying to forget. Not that all noise is bad, we want activity and laughter and conversation. It's when we don't make any time for silence that the noise will become deafening.

So in the midst of noise, find God. Make His voice more persistent in your thoughts than anything else, and you might just find yourself hearing Him as if for the first time.

Sunday, February 23, 2020

The Golden Arrow

"May the most holy, most sacred, most adorable, most incomprehensible and unutterable Name of God be always praised, blessed, loved, adored and glorified, in Heaven, on earth, and under the earth, by all the creatures of God, and by the Sacred Heart of Our Lord Jesus Christ in the Most Holy Sacrament of the Altar. Amen."

If you are looking for something to do this Lent that will be simple enough to persevere in for forty days, but still be truly meaningful to add to your spiritual life, then consider praying the Golden Arrow prayer. It's something you could tape to your fridge or mirror or desk that you would glance toward throughout the day to remind you to pray this often.

Our Lord told Sister Mary of St Peter that blasphemy injured Him more grievously than all other sins and was as a poisoned arrow continually wounding His Divine Heart. He gave her the Golden Arrow which could touch Him delightfully so as to heal those other wounds inflicted by the malice of sinners and grant graces to those who recited it. 

Lent is about drawing closer to the Lord, and what better way to do that than by honoring His Holy Name? Blasphemy and using God's Name in vain are common sins of our time that need reparation, so this would be a great way to prepare our hearts for the Lord at Easter. 

I am not the best at adding multiple penances and resolutions for Lent because more often than not I start strong and end . . . well wanting. So if you're like me and need something you can manage to keep going through a crazy busy ordinary life, this might be the prayer for you as a fruitful Lent idea!

Sunday, February 16, 2020

Castles in the Air


What do you think about castles in the air? Is it fruitless to dream about things that either may not happen or can not happen? I personally don't think we would create them if we didn't feel a small sense of hope that they were at least . . . possible.

Castles in the air can be built in reality. Not all of them certainly, but if we take the first steps toward at least one of them, we can build a foundation for our castle. It could be we are looking for a new job situation, or we would like to see ourselves living somewhere else, or we would like to become better at a certain talent or hobby that is important to us. Whatever it may be, I don't think that we should envision our lives without castles in the air.

These castles give us somewhere to go. If we've had a hard day, it's nice to have a "happy place." Maybe you see yourself at your favorite vacation place or picture yourself settled with a family and growing old with someone. It gives you something to build for, to plan for, to hope for, and when you've actually reached that place you've prepared for, you have accomplished something truly wonderful. You'll look back on your life and be satisfied.

On the spiritual side of things, we should envision our castles in the air in relation to eternity. St Teresa of Avila said, "I thought of the soul as resembling a castle, formed of a single diamond or a very transparent crystal, and containing many rooms, just as in Heaven there are many mansions." We should be building for our home in Heaven through virtue, prayer, and good works, which will make our soul beautiful and reflective of God's presence like a diamond reflects light.

Sunday, February 9, 2020

Don't Take Life Quickly


Do you ever feel like you are always focused on the next thing in life? It's like you can't slow down and appreciate moment by moment because your mind is on what is coming next. This is a noteworthy quote by St Zelie Martin: "It is better to use the present time well, than to think so much about the future."

I was struck by this concept recently when spending time with children. For with children, they are totally focused on the moment. Whatever they are doing, they are doing it completely, not with their mind on next week or next month or next year. It simplifies things, don't you think? Children teach us so much, and this is an important lesson I learned, to focus . . . because if you blink you miss it. You can spend so much useless energy thinking and worrying about the future, that you never really live at all.

We shouldn't be in a rush to get to a certain part of our lives. I often think about the years Our Lord spent working as a carpenter, the immense patience that must have required. He could have accomplished our redemption in an instant, but He lived day in and day out a simple, hard-working life. Why is that beautiful? Because it gives meaning to every seemingly insignificant stage of our life. His public ministry was practically speaking a very short period of His life, obviously leading up to the most important part, but that doesn't make the rest of His life any less important.

It's good to have dreams and goals and hopes for the future. We want to plan and prepare for our lifelong vocations, but we don't want to miss what we have now. If you find yourself like me with a constant itch to complete the next stage, then realize if we are always thinking about what we don't have, we're taking life too quickly . . . and we just might miss what's right in front of us.

Sunday, February 2, 2020

Cleaning Out


There's something about the start of the new year and the end of the busy holiday season that inspires a very early spring cleaning in me. I just get this urge to make everything really organized and clean out when that may have been slightly neglected during hectic December's. There's so many ways to define a spring cleaning, like taking care of items you don't get to every week like dusting shelves, or re-organizing your pantry and checking for expired food items. 

The kind of cleaning I love the most though, is the kind that simplifies your life. One of my biggest goals in life is to live simply. Not so much that your house has the bare minimums and there's not even a picture hanging on the wall. Yet, to avoid all possible clutter is something that I strive for. Maybe it's a pet peeve of mine for things to be laying around when they have a home they can go to. To be honest, my family thinks I'm OCD about organization . . . for example I will notice if you even move a pen on my desk. 

However, I really think that a cluttered home is not as peaceful. Getting rid of material things is very freeing because it reminds you that those items are not essential to your life. "You can't take it with you" goes over in my mind often. Granted I am all for decorating a home and making it feel welcoming for friends and family. (I bought so much beach decor when I first moved it's ridiculous!) But decorating is really important because your home largely reflects your personality. It's like getting a window into a person's life to see where they live and how they live. That's why I love cleaning out because it's like you become a better version of yourself when you learn what you can do without. 

Whether it's your attacking your closet and giving clothes to the poor that you haven't worn all year or have outgrown, or reassessing your holiday decorations and trying not to accumulate so much, there are always areas to improve. I mean haven't you ever opened a desk drawer or kitchen drawer and wondered how it became a catch-all container? These are areas that are great to tackle at the beginning of a year because life is too short to get bogged down in stuff. It's better to fill your life with experiences and spending time with people rather than focusing on things. 

I read once that "clutter is postponed decisions" so be more decisive in your life, because after all if you wait too long, the opportunity may be gone.

Sunday, January 26, 2020

Life After the Convent


This is a topic I have considered writing a whole book about for the last couple years, because I don't think that there are enough resources out there about this. This week we celebrate the feast of St Agnes (actually twice), which inspired this post as my religious name was Sr Mary Agnes. I put together a few thoughts for those who have experienced having to leave a convent (during formation stage) in the hopes that readers understand what a challenging reality it is. I do have to say, I am no expert on this so take what I say with a grain of salt . . . and if you are looking for a good book to read, I highly recommend A Call to a Deeper Love (letters of Sts. Louis and Zelie Martin). This book changed my whole view of what vocation means.

5 Pieces of Advice I Received and Want to Pass On:

1. (From my old superior) "The extraordinary thing about discerning a vocation is that some girls are called to pass through the convent, but do not have a lifelong vocation." They were meant to touch those religious Sisters' lives and vice versa, and they needed something special from their convent experience to take with them into their beautiful lives in the world. Our lives are a journey and contribute to the person we are. You needed a grace you received in the monastery and wouldn't be the same without it.

2. (From a good priest friend) "God does not use a parked car with discernment." It may seem like after leaving the convent, you have no idea where you belong and are "stuck." But God is driving your car even if you don't feel like it. You are moving forward. God is working. It won't always feel like you are going through an identity crisis. Try to reintroduce something that was special to you before religious life, and enjoy finding who you are in the world now! It's like getting to paint a new canvas . . . and let me tell you it will be absolutely amazing what you do with it.

3. (From my old caretakers at the monastery) "The sacrifice of leaving a convent is ten times harder than getting to stay and live that life." Think of all the souls you have saved and are saving by that offering you had to make. You can never know the extent of the influence this trial has for the salvation of souls. You may feel like you failed, but it is the exact opposite. You have triumphed and done something most people will never have the courage to do . . . you have the courage to dream another possibility for your life and walk the hard road ahead with your head held high.

4. (From my old novice mistress) "The habit does not make the monk." I was told upon leaving that there are much holier people in the world, even than in the convent because your state of life does not define you. God looks at our hearts and our union with Him. Period. Will you end up in one stable vocation ultimately? Yes of course. The point is however that that is not how God sees your soul. He sees the sacrifices you make, the love you show, the courage you possess, the virtue you practice, the beautiful personality you have that makes you uniquely YOU!

5. (From another convent I tried to enter) "Open your heart to marriage." This may be the hardest one to accept, so be patient with yourself. But consider saints like Louis and Zelie Martin and the family of saints they raised like Therese. One pope's mother said he could never have his papal ring if not for the wedding ring she wore. Your marriage will be so much spiritual and meaningful because of your convent experiences. For after all, marriage is a vocation, a calling from God, and He calls you to marry a particular person, for both of you to work together to get to Heaven. 

I know a beautiful love story of high school sweethearts who decided to break up to try being a Carmelite nun and Carmelite monk.  After a period of discernment, the girl left the convent first, realizing she wasn't called to religious life. When the guy found out she had left and might pursue a relationship with another guy, he realized very quickly he didn't have a vocation to religious life either. ;-) The two reconnected and are now married with a lovely family!

Now above all pray, pray for God to show you His will. I have known several people who went to a second convent after their first try and are still there, so even though you are in between, do not give up hope you could still have a religious vocation! But if you don't, it is because God has something more wonderful planned for you than you could ever imagine. Don't ever doubt that because the bottom line is where you find the most peace and joy is where God is calling you.

Sunday, January 19, 2020

Little Women Movie Review


If you haven't had the chance to see the new Little Women movie yet, I highly recommend it. I think it is as true a version to the book that's ever been made and an updated version of the classic. 

The overall story, is of course, very moving as the novel addresses the big questions of life and how work, marriage, and family impacts the characters. The four March sisters very easily encapsulate the four temperaments: Jo the choleric, Meg the phlegmatic, Beth the melancholic, and Amy the sanguine. It is entertaining to see how these differences reflect their romantic relationships and life choices.

Little Women has created such iconic characters who each in their own way seek to leave their mark on this world. Jo with her fiery spirit and passion for writing, Beth with her deep thoughts and meaningful music, Meg with her motherly qualities and sweet temperament, and Amy with her artistic talent and lofty dreams of love. And which of us doesn't long to see Laurie with Jo, always to be disappointed in each version ;-) But as they say, "if you love someone set them free. If they come back they are yours, if they don't they never were."

I do think it's hard to top the 1994 film, which is a classic in my book. In my opinion the older movie had overall better acting in terms of delivery of lines and the authenticity of the characters. However, the new version includes much more wonderful parts of the original story, for example getting to see Jo open her school in Aunt March's old manor.

On a personal note, my favorite part of the story is undoubtedly the end scene where Jo watches her novel being put together . . . what writer wouldn't love that! I do hope you will give the film a try as it is well worth the 2 hrs and 15 minutes of your time.

Sunday, January 12, 2020

What's in a Song


Music is such a powerful force. When done well, it speaks to your heart. There are songs for good days, songs for bad days, songs you listen to on a car ride, songs for cooking, songs you can listen to over and over because it reaches a place inside you that nothing else can.

There was a song (you can read some lyrics below) that I listened to a lot when I lost my uncle that reminded me that even when it feels like we're "stuck" God can lead us along and we can move forward eventually. It spoke to me when the grief felt heavy and somehow music pulled me up and out of my own little world.

Because the thing is . . . music connects. It connects you to a memory, a person, hopefully ultimately to God. I mean when you think about it, heaven is filled with song. We call them the "choirs of angels." Singing is praying twice. And the saints composed music themselves.

Honestly I think one of the most interesting things about music is how different each person's taste in music is. It's like it reflects a greater part of their personality and opens a window into who they are and what speaks to them. Just take a glance at a close friend or sibling's playlist and see if you have any of the same songs . . . you probably only have one or two.

Then there's live music. I've been to several amazing symphony concerts and each time it's excitingly different, but the constant that remains is each individual instrument is required to make the whole of the orchestra. It makes me think about how important an individual person is in this world. As an instrument makes a unique sound, so a person has a unique and unrepeatable voice.

In short, music truly transforms. What are some of your go-to songs for life?

"This Is How You Walk On" by Gary Lightbody and Johnny Mcdaid

"A new wind is blowing through these streets
Those cold days are history to us
I'm not saying times they won't get tough
We still got each other that's enough"

"I know life ain't simple for you, dear
But I'm here and I'm not going anywhere
I'm not saying "I know how you feel"
I just know that I can help you, dear"

"Don't lose your mind
Don't lose you good heart
Just know this time
That you'll be waking up
In all these better days"

"This is how you walk on
This is where you belong
And I'm not saying
This isn't where you'll stay
But this is how you walk on
This is how you walk on"

Sunday, January 5, 2020

The Wait is Over


It's finally here! I hope you like the story as I really enjoyed writing a mystery that takes place at a lighthouse, one of my favorite things. You can order a signed copy on my blog under the tab "Novels" or on Amazon! Here are three fun facts about the novel:

a) the character who was originally the double agent during outline stage is not the one I decided to make the actual culprit by the end of writing

b) I went to Maine as a child and put some memories in the novel like collecting sea glass on the shore and visiting a lighthouse

c) the tic-tac-toe clue literally came from googling, "what are things that come in nines" and tic-tac-toes have nine squares

And here's a sneak peak of the story, so enjoy the first chapter!



Chapter One of The Amanda Case Files No. 3: Bed and Breakfast Mystery
(Copyrighted by Therese J. Roberts)
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Elizabeth Henley gazed out the window of the world passing by, which reminded her that life changes so quickly. She listened to the murmur of other voices on the train that made a soft comfortable hum in the background. Her hands rested on the fabric passenger seat and she crossed her legs to readjust her position. Every now and then a scent of coffee drifted through the doors of the dining car; yet for all she could experience and feel on the outside, nothing quieted the angst she felt inside.
For most this would be an enjoyable vacation to discover the beauty of Maine with its coastline and lighthouses and quaint inns. For Liz it was to find answers to questions she had had for five years. Her thoughts wandered back to the simple two-story white colonial, her childhood home of warm memories, where her father told stories by the fireplace and her mother pushed her on the swing. As the trees outside the moving train flashed before her eyes, her life flashed forward to the day she found out they would never be coming home again and her eyes stung anew. The fact that they were detectives and died honorably did not take away the feeling that it wasn’t fair. Her mission on this case was vital and her desire so great to finally discover the truth—a truth she would not have to find alone.
A young man with red hair and a bright smile met her eyes as he walked toward her seat. He was carrying two covered disposable cups and held one out to her as he sat down. “Now watch me spill this on my new pants,” he said, looking at his legs questionably.
“Who wears new pants when they are traveling, Fred McNally?” Liz said with a smile.
“I guess it depends on whom you’re travelling with,” he returned as he carefully sipped his drink.
“This is refreshing,” Liz said, inhaling the sweet scent. “Hits the spot.”
“It should. It cost ten dollars with prices as bad as concessions at a ball field.”
“That’s something Christie would say.”
“How is your sister?”
“Trying to enjoy her honeymoon with Bob,” Liz said. “She almost didn’t go, but Sam and I insisted our parents would want her to.”
“And Sam?”
“He’s restless. He doesn’t like simply being on call to come up to Maine. I tried to tell him it was important to investigate at home too, both searching our old home and keeping an ear in the police department.”
Fred nodded. “Watch Sam find more than us in Maine.” He looked out the window and added, “You know, taking a train was a good idea. It gives you time to think.”
Liz followed his glance. “Perhaps a little too much time,” she said half to herself.
“Let’s talk about something else then. We have a whole day ahead of us.”
“No. We should go over what we know.” She reached into her jeans pocket and pulled out a small key. “However little that may be.” She sighed.
Fred suddenly reached out and held her hand. “We will know more soon,” he said reassuringly.
Liz blushed but looked down again at the key in her hand. “I don’t know if the key is more of a mystery, or the man who delivered it to me.”
“Tell that part to me again.”
Liz leaned back more comfortably in her seat. “In the middle of the hospital case, trying to free my sister from jail, a stranger approached me. He knew me as Liz Henley, but also as my code name Amanda Case. That made me nervous to say the least, since no one should know that.”
“No kidding.”
“Yeah and being told to go to the basement of the diner when he was armed certainly didn’t help.”
Fred nodded.
“All he wanted was to give me my father’s pocket watch,” Liz continued. “He refused to tell me his name, said a three digit code, and then left without a trace. He knew my parents well . . . that probably struck me the most.”
“And told you that the one witness to their murder was bumped off.”
Liz sighed and fingered the key in her hands again, the metal catching the light overhead.
“I remember the next part—how you got that,” Fred said and pointed to the key. “I was in disbelief when your uncle Riley figured out the watch was the safe and pulled out the key.”
“I’ve been worried about my uncle. We haven’t heard anything from him since that very night. He was leaving for Maine right after we discovered this key, and he never contacted us.”
Fred crossed his arms. “Liz, it’s only been a couple weeks. He’s probably waiting for us at the bed and breakfast as we speak.”
“Even though it’s been five years, I have an awful feeling in the pit of my stomach going to the place where they were last seen alive.” Liz pushed back a piece of her curly brown hair from under her wig. She wore the same red wig as on her last case, this time in order to complement Fred’s red hair. They were traveling in disguise as siblings to mask their true identities.
“Maine of all places . . .” Fred murmured.
“That’s where this starts to get confusing.”
“The spy, the general, and the senator, oh my,” Fred cut in.
Liz couldn’t help but smile. “Fred . . .”
“Sorry. Of course it’s confusing. Some spy killed a U.S. general, one who was very close to the president. A senator of Maine, C.K. Black, was going to release the name of said spy, who also was the double agent in our police department, who then killed your parents and the senator so he wouldn’t be discovered,” he explained.
Liz stared at Fred. “That about sums it up I guess. If only my parents hadn’t found the beginning of this trail in a local murder file . . .”
“Then the double agent would never be found. They were going to find him . . . but now we are.”
Liz met Fred’s eyes. “You promise?”
“With my life,” he answered.
Liz looked at Fred a moment then said, “I feel like my biggest question is why did the spy, or double agent, need to kill a U.S. general?”
“That seems to be the heart of the matter,” Fred answered her.
Liz continued, “We need to figure out the killer’s motivation. It has to be a pretty big one to be covering up so many murders. Five years, Fred. Five years. I know it will be easier to find the double agent if we understand the why. Why did he want to kill the president’s general?”
Fred sipped his coffee again. “I can’t believe it’s someone I had—or have been—working with. Our own police department, Liz!”
“I know,” Liz said with a sigh. “You have been at the police station longer than I have and must know everyone who was working at the time of my parents’ deaths. So many cops have come and gone since then though.”
“Well, I remember when they arrested the wrong person—the person who was recently released and killed off. We can’t even question him again,” Fred said with regret.
“Honestly, Fred, I don’t even know where to start on this case. There’s so many red herrings and false leads and endless suspects . . .”
Fred encouraged, “We are going to start with where they were last seen. We are going to search the bed and breakfast and talk to anyone who worked there at the time they stayed.”
“We should have come up here years ago, but I never imagined that there was anything significant left behind at the bed and breakfast.”
“Liz, there may not be,” Fred was forced to acknowledge, “but knowing your parents I feel as though there is some vital clue waiting for us.”
“Uncle Riley certainly believes that. I just wish he had contacted us when he arrived. He doesn’t even know that we are coming because I have no way of reaching him.”
“We will be there soon enough. For now, just enjoy the ride. I for one have never been on a train before!” Fred said with a smile.
“Look, we’re pulling into a station.”
“Then let’s go out and explore. It’s a twenty minute wait.” Fred stood up before the train stopped and headed for the door.
Liz followed him and stepped off the stairs once the train pulled in. She wandered into the station, a small building with lots of windows lining the walls. There were travel brochures, maps, and activity flyers stacked neatly in stands in the center of the room. The passenger train was not as full as Liz expected it to be this time of year, but the station was bustling with people. Liz found it hard to move around inside and decided to spend the twenty minutes out by the train with the rest of her coffee.
“Hello there,” a young woman said to Liz as she sat on a bench outside.
“Hi,” Liz returned with a nod.
“Don’t you recall us meeting each other?” the lady asked sociably.
Liz peered at the woman with dark hair flowing down her back. She was thin with glasses and held a notebook in her hands. She had a friendly smile, but there was nothing familiar about her to Liz. “I’m sorry, can you tell me your name again?”
“Miranda Nethers.” She stretched out her hand and gripped warmly.
“Well it’s nice to meet you again, Miranda,” Liz said puzzled. “Do you happen to remember where we have met?”
Miranda laughed. “Of course I do! You solved the hospital murders only a few weeks ago. I interviewed you with Captain Walker.”
Liz’s eyebrows rose. “I completely forgot about that.” She paused. “What are you doing up this way, might I ask?”
“Following you, Amanda Case!” Miranda said enthusiastically. She opened her notebook and clicked her pen. “Now, what are you trying to solve this time around?”
Liz swallowed. “I . . . I’m just going to visit a friend,” she said vaguely.
“Amanda Case . . . visits a friend.” Miranda wrote quickly in her notebook and then looked up. “We both know that that will not be all.”
Liz took note of her surroundings beside the train. Who else knew of her travels to Maine? She had left with all possible discretion and didn’t tell anyone in the police department about her departure. Miranda’s presence was definitely a surprise . . . an unwanted surprise.
“Miss Case?” Miranda tried to grab her attention again. “Details are everything! You want me to get the story right in print!”
“I’m afraid you won’t have much of a story,” Liz said to the reporter. “You have wasted a trip.”
Miranda twirled her pen around in her hand. “I don’t think that will be the case,” she said slowly. “All the same, Rockland Maine is beautiful this time of year!” With that she stood up and walked into the station. Liz watched the door close behind Miranda and took a sip of her coffee again. Rockland Maine? How did the reporter know of the exact location she was heading as well?
Fred wandered over toward Liz from along the platform, taking the seat Miranda just vacated. “You should go to the front of the line! The locomotive is amazing. I wish the conductor would let me inside . . . but security these days.” He threw up his hands in a gesture of defeat.
“Security is right,” Liz murmured.
Fred shot her a look. “What?”
“Miranda Nethers, the reporter who interviewed me for my last case, followed us,” Liz whispered.
“Again I say, what?”
“She just went into the station. I wonder who tipped her off . . .”
“A reporter? What does she look like?” Fred’s eyes widened as he spoke.
“Tall, long dark hair, glasses, notebook,” Liz replied with a list.
“I’m going to talk to her.”
“Fred—”
“I want to know what she knows,” Fred answered emphatically. “I can only discover that if I ask!”
“What if she is in contact with the double agent?” Liz wondered, half to herself.
“Then she probably knows a good deal!”
“Don’t forget, you are Stew,” Liz reminded him.
“I know, I know, Stew Case.” Fred shook his head. “More like suitcase,” he muttered under his breath as he entered the station. He glanced around for a tall woman with long dark hair . . . . . 

Thank you readers!!!