As promised here is my first journal entry about our time in Quarantine. If you want to join me in this Quarantine Writing Project, you can join the link party down below or link back to this post so we can all check out your blog and read what you have written (or drawn, painted, whatever)! Don’t have a blog? Feel free to post your writing in the comments.
April 7, 2020: It’s hard to know what to do with myself. For years I’ve run around Continue reading “Quarantine Writing Project (QWP)-1”
I’ve written before about discovering the letters my grandfather wrote to my grandmother while stationed in France and Germany during World War II ( you can read about them here, here and here), and what a treasure it has been to read through those letters. They’ve given me a window into the past that history books, or even news articles from that time, could never offer. I’ve learned about their personal hopes and fears, what they saw, and how they managed each day. I’ve read those letters dozens of times, and they never get old to me. They make me feel close to grandparents in a way I never did while they were living.
It occurred to me the other day that it would be such a shame Continue reading “The Quarantine Writing Project”
The rug has been ripped out from beneath us, and we are on the brink of the unknown. We who once imagined ourselves invincible, with our medical advancements and (at least to some extent) our economic security, are now terrified and in the grip of grief. Continue reading “Man’s Search for Meaning”
If there is any generation that understands the darkness of fear and uncertainty, the feelings of helplessness, and the temptation to despair that we now face Continue reading “In the Face of Darkness”
Well, it’s been awhile, and I’m sorry for that. The short of it is, I started a new job. Continue reading “I’m Fine. We’re Fine. Everything is Fine.”
The other day I heard someone say, “The more we are consumed with self-preservation the less attention we give to self-evaluation.” Continue reading “Suffering and Self-Preservation”
There wasn’t anything unusual about the list: a jug of milk, a dozen eggs, a loaf of bread, light bulbs, and a six-pack of extra-soft, 2-ply toilet paper. This last item, having been repeated several times, was clearly an urgent necessity. Continue reading “Behind the Closet Doors”
I’ve spent the afternoon reading through some of the letters my grandfather wrote to my grandmother while stationed in Normandy during World War II. Continue reading “From Normandy with Love”
While rummaging through boxes in the basement, I came across an old issue of the Magnificat. On the cover is a painting by the renowned Russian landscape painter , Vasily Baksheyev, entitled “Christ Blessing”. Continue reading “Jesus and the Children”