I am Catholic, and I am angry. I am beyond angry. I am shamed, horrified, humiliated, disappointed, pissed off (an expression I’ve rarely used since I was about 15), and a slew of other emotions I can’t put into words. My stomach churns as details of the latest Catholic Church sex scandal surface. I think …
Sex, Lies, Predators, & “Fixing” the Catholic Church Part I – Anger Read More »
How much do you tell people about your life? About the heartaches and pains? About the hidden or unshed tears? About the laughter that masked the fear? How much do you tell people about abuse you faced, the sights, the sounds, the smells, the memories that are faded, virtually non existent, but that have the …
In the years since I began Single Mom Smiling, one thing has become very clear. Something has to change. It’s strange when tragedy strikes, how your door (and your heart) opens for others to share their personal pain. It wasn’t long after my husband left that the first stranger literally showed up on my doorstep.
Pain. It’s something each of us experiences in some form during our lives. Some of us will experience it more than others, and some of us, who think we suffer greatly here, cannot begin to fathom the pain that occurs to men and women in our exact situation but living somewhere else, say in a …
Pain – Understanding the Gift of Incomprehension Read More »
