the urge to run away from home never leaves us, even in adulthood…

... insert me here. Salina Bay, off the northern coast of Malta, near the resort town of Bugibba. … [Read more...]

life should have a soundtrack …

... and some people should have there own song....the atlantic was born today and i'll tell you how:the clouds above opened up and let it out.I was standing on the surface of a perforated spherewhen the water filled every hole.and thousands upon thousands made an ocean,making islands where no island should go.The distance is quite simply much too far for me to rowit seems farther than ever before. I need you so much closer... … [Read more...]

Hmmmm…

... I see someone needs to update their blog. … [Read more...]

I think it’s probably easier than having to deal with me…

... so I have reached an agreement with my priest. I will homeschool my son for his formation and he will do a series of test quarterly to gauge his progress. ... this is going to be fun. … [Read more...]

heartbreak…

... if love is supposed to draw it's parallels from God's love of humanity then the love we feel for another should be a perfect reflection of that. How is it then we find ourselves so deeply in love with another person, only to find it is not returned in kind. We are left devastated and shattered, almost afraid to love again. Such is our human nature... but what of God's nature?Though I wouldn't dare to presume... still I wonder. Does God feel that same devastation and sorrow when His love for … [Read more...]

before podcasts…

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will you get old fashioned with me…

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I can’t say it enough…

... posting something like this on blog is like preaching to the choir. Still take a small moment and read this post, consider the gravity of this health care reform bill, then forward this article to every person you can think of who might actually be in favor of socialized murder... uh, I mean health care. It's not just the unborn that need protection anymore, it's the elderly, disabled and chronically ill as well. … [Read more...]

the precious fruit of my womb…

... last night my darling son climbs into my lap, under the guise of wanting to give me a hug. He then proceeds to fart loudly on my lap declaring "Ha! My bottom is a weapon!", then runs like mad laughing wildly. … [Read more...]


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