About Jeannine Pitas
  • Tanco

    jeanninemariedymphna [25 December 2015] “My decade-long relationship – one that for years I hoped and prayed would become a marriage – came to a bitter end two months ago.

    Only you can contextualize this loss. Dante had Beatrice; Joanie had (has?) Bobby. I myself have lost many friends and lovers; one quite recently. So these losses are to the best in my case. I have a recessive hereditary illness which has caused me much pain. Pope Paul could not betray the Church Fathers. Still, one wonders if the flabella blinded him to human sorrow.

    The ache of the loss of companionship is often replaced anew in short order, at least in my experience. May you wed someday without impediment and without cares beyond quotidian struggles, such as sweeping up straw after Wigilia.

  • bill bannon

    Excellent account and exhortation, Jeannine. I resolved yesterday to ask our pastor how we could find and help the isolated of the parish.

  • Mark VA

    A touching post, Jeannine. Allow me to follow up with a few rambling thoughts:

    I spent this Christmas in the Rio Grande Valley, and had the traditional tamales on the Vigil Night. This time I payed attention and realized that the Polish traditional Wigilia, and the parallel traditions inspired by the Mexican culture, are actually very close. For example, they both have the spirit of a muted and joyous expectation, connected with light food;

    For some reason, the other theme in your post reminded me of the “Kaprysny Los” from Moniuszko’s “Straszny Dwor”. On the last evening of the year, the girls are spinning thread and their thoughts turn to the future – could it be glimpsed by “reading” the shape of the molten wax poured into water? Or is this a sin? Will God forgive such an innocent “joke”? What does the wax reveal – a knight, or a dandy wuss?


    Since a haunted manor house is on my mind, I think it’s appropriate to close with a youthful Mazurek: