laura kelly fanucci

FAITH AT HOME | How to widen our hearts on Mother’s Day

For mothers who have lost children.

For children who have lost mothers.

For women who long to be mothers.

For mothers who never got to meet their children.

As my husband and I are writing a book on miscarriage for Catholic couples, I've posed the question on social media: Has your parish's blessing on Mother's Day included prayers for women who long to have a child or women who have lost a child?

FAITH AT HOME | The sacred act of dishwashing

I hate dishwashing.

Laundry, I love: transforming jumbled heaps of tumbled clothes into neat, folded piles. Sweeping is satisfying. Wiping counters, even scrubbing sinks, brings simple pleasure.

But I cringe at crusty pots and pans. Any night of the week, I'd trade for any other chore. Yet life in a household requires rolling up sleeves and doing whatever dirty work needs to be done.

Even in the house of the Church. Turns out the saints agree.

GUEST COLUMNIST | I didn’t sign up for this… Or did I?

Stripping soaked sheets off a child's bed for the third night in a row. Scrubbing vomit out of a carseat. Listening to a bedroom door slam with an angry "I hate you!"

"This is not what I signed up for."

In the years since I became a mother, the tempting, selfish thought has sneaked into my mind a thousand times, dark and brooding.

But every time a quiet voice responds gently: "Are you sure?"

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