I think it’s fair to say that my dog saved my life. I would come home from grade school at Our Lady of Mount Carmel in Essex. Our little apartment was empty. My father was absent. My mother was working. My older brother and sisters were either in school or at work. But my dog, King, was there.

When we choose to stay in our own little world, it’s not because we are hateful or uneducated or racist. Some like the hustle, bustle and skyline. I’ll take the calm, rolling hills and serenity. 

My best friend Shannon of 30 years invited me to share a cup (or two) of tea with her at a new little place called Emma’s Tea Spot, which is situated in the thriving community of Hamilton at the corner of Harford Road and Hamilton Avenue. She made us an appointment for 3 at 11 […]

In life, it’s the little moments that add up to the big ones. The small wins become the larger ones.

I spontaneously invited friends to come for afternoon tea, and we had such a wonderful
time.

Every morning when I ask, “What would you like for breakfast today?” our fourth grader says, “The usual.”

Father Doyle fields questions about going to heaven and the responsibility for taking care of the faith of grandchildren.

What I found most uplifting about the session was that a Protestant and a Catholic—both committed to their respective traditions—could come together in fellowship, good cheer, and mutual support

Young adults today are navigating a defining decade of life with great hopes, big questions and constant transitions.

For years and years I have cried while cutting onions.