Tag: sister
My Sister the Hermit
My sister is a hermit. No, she’s not shy. I don’t mean that. No, she doesn’t just hide in her room. Well, sometimes she does, but that’s not what I mean either. And I am not trying to be funny and imply that my sister is a crab. When I say that my sister is [...]
Dirty Habits
A few weeks ago, I drove Sister Mary Joseph, one of my Franciscan Sisters, to Chicago to visit one of her relatives. It was a blazing hot day, and let me be the first to tell you – when one wears a long, brown, polyester, habit (double layered with the scapular) along with a black [...]
For My Little Sister
Our 10th grandchild, Lara Veronica, came into the world recently. I wrote the following poem for her as seen through the eyes of her 7-year-old sister. For My Little Sister Where did you come from, little baby? Not from the hospital, as some are told, That’s just a delivery station, But from someone closer, for [...]
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