It was two months ago today that my dad went home.
I thought of him a couple of nights ago. My wife, kids, and I were gathered around our living room praying our nightly family rosary. Dad was so incredibly devoted to the rosary. I can still hear his voice as he would come to round us up each evening. “Rosary time!” It had a particular sing-song tonal quality to it.
The astute observer will note the resemblance to the Garden State… Dad would get the humor here.
And of course, today is St. Patrick’s Day. My father was particularly fond of his Irish heritage. I remember when I was growing up and he would go into the deli to get his morning papers after daily mass. Seemed to me that each year on St. Patrick’s Day he’d emerge from the store with a green-colored carnation pinned to his lapel.
So on this day, in honor of Patrick, in honor of Dad, and in honor of the Blessed Mother I will ask that any of you who read this offer a rosary for the souls in Purgatory. If you understood that sentence, you’ll know what to do.
Or a woman or prayer…
If you are, then would you please in your charity offer one up for me today. I had a potentially life-changing (career-changing?) meeting this afternoon and your help in the cause would be greatly appreciated.
Keep the prayers coming (always).
Anyway, it’s not as if it isn’t Lent or anything. On that front, we’ve been praying our family rosary every night. My fears have been allayed by God in that my beautiful babies have been so diligent in reminding us to gather for this family prayer time. They love joining in the prayer and in remembering each night’s intentions.
As always, I pray for each and every one of you who reads this blog. Truthfully it is a miracle that anyone other than me should be interested in the ramblings of an ordinary dad like me.
Keep at it folks. Prayer is a multi-faceted gem, a powerful weapon in the arsenal of every God-fearing person.
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Well, I think I’m there…
Read on... These will fit in a few paragraphs down.
And I can’t say more than that except that I am looking forward to this. If all goes according to plan, tomorrow I will be welcoming a few new readers. No matter how this turns out I am ready for it. And why not? I’ve got the greatest family on earth and they make me as happy as I could ever be.
I talked to my baby girl, Rita, tonight while I was giving her a bath. She just gets cuter every day. Last night her brother, Benedict, took her rosary beads away from her during our family prayer time. She had laid them down on the ottoman and I guess he thought she was done with them. He had his own so it should not have been an issue. Without missing a beat, she marched over to him, yanked the beads from his hand, and said clear as a bell “No Benny! That’s mine, you bad boy!” What could he do?
Love those kids.
"You bad boy!"
Tonight I am so incredibly tired. No, I mean really tired. But it’s a good tired. I’ve been up since 4AM this morning and I accomplished the two goals I set for myself. No, I didn’t run a marathon or lose twelve pounds. My two goals were lame by some standards. I went to mass and I prayed the rosary. Trying to get into the spirit of the impending Lenten season I’ve been trying to better myself spiritually. Other than that it was an ordinary day. Work was fine. Students were good. Kids (my own were fantastic). Wife was beautiful and wonderful and still my everything. I got the chance to see the business card of fellow blogger Debbi from 24atheart. Great job! Gave me some ideas, not least of which was that I need to get my own domain name and start attempting to look at little more professional. Also had a chance to read another few favorite bloggers (especially Wade, funny stuff about the snow and great pictures!). I really love being a blogger, sharing my writing, and being part of a blogging community. It’s fun and I’m glad people like my wife pushed me to do it.
OK, then, so what was today all about. Well, in a word, love. Today I woke up with one person on my mind. When I rolled out of bed at that ungodly hour I immediate thought of my niece, Bernadette. Today we celebrated her third birthday! So special is Bernadette that I must write about her; but I must do it in a way that justice demands. And so I make this goal number 3 for tomorrow. I cannot wait for you all to read about her and to get to know her. Tomorrow. Not every post promises to be funny. Not every post will be wacky and out of control. But I promise you, both of you, that every post will be me, pure and unadulterated.
Love you, Bernadette!
Oh, and just because this stock picture makes it into a lot of posts and I don’t want to post without some pic, here you go!