I reposted something on FaceBook today: a photo of a very mean, very old nun in full habit aggressively wielding a yardstick. The caption...

​ First grade. This will be explained below. Sort of. ​I made a promise to myself that I’d write every day in August and that I’d post...

In July, we had a small, beautiful funeral for my Aunt Joan. The Church was bright and airy, different from the dark and imposing...