That post two down from this wasn’t actually a donation bleg, but there’s been a little wave from you all, so thanks for the little wave anyway. I won’t go into details of everything that’s been going on in the last few weeks because though
Still pretty poorly, but I’ve got that feeling you get when you know you’ve turned the corner and are on the mend. Like when you wake up after having a really furious bout of flu, and you suddenly realize the worst is over. You’re not
…for the paucity of posts in the last few weeks. Thanks to everyone who keeps coming back, and especially to those who have donated a little to the Keep-Hilary-Alive funds. Things have been quite difficult, and it’s not over yet. I’ve found a place in
I used to be annoyed by the lack of good saints on March 15th. Just between St. Patrick and St. Joseph. But the anniversary of the assassination of Julius Caesar is kind of growing on me.
Well, that’s settled. I’ve been charging around, all over Umbria for three weeks – Norcia, Narni, Terni, Citta di Castello – and it’s finally come down to Perugia, and a small place in the country. It’s not fancy. It’s not posh or suburban. But it
Pope Francis lets us know that even during his Lenten retreat, he’s still thinking of us… … and still hates our guts. “When Jesus feels that certainty of Peter, it makes me think of so many fundamentalist Catholics,” Francis said. Peter, Francis said, “denied Jesus,
Sorry about the sparse posts lately. I’ve actually been writing things for other people, but mostly I’ve just been preoccupied with personal things. The house in Norcia can’t be moved back into, despite previous premature phone calls to Germany. It’s all very complicated and difficult,
No music. No saccharine, sighing female voices emoting into your face. Just the Rosary, with the appropriate scripture bits, spoken plainly. ~ Of your kindness, please spare a prayer for the swift resolution to my home situation. Things have become more complicated and difficult. ~