Remember Your Stuff

Two of my students missed the wresting bus to their match this afternoon.  One of them immediately had a list of excuses: They didn’t do an announcement to remind us.  They didn’t call your room when we weren’t on the...

Six Unexpected Months

During my pregnancy with Isabelle, we attempted to prepare for the craziness that would come with having a baby in the house. Additionally, we began to prepare for the idea that it would never be just the two of us...

Isabelle’s Airport Miracle

Our trip home from Japan was quite possibly the worst traveling experience that I have ever had. Our little St. Isabelle Clare provided what I would consider to be a miracle to get us home, and for that I am...

Isabelle’s Stocking

My husband comes from an Italian family with many traditions. There are certain movies that are watched, foods that are always made, and a certain ornament that is always licked (EW!) each Christmas. My own family’s traditions are a bit...

We received a letter from…

In August, my faithful husband wrote a heartfelt letter to Pope Francis explaining what happened to our daughter, Isabelle. Today, after work, I went to the mailbox to check the mail as I always do in the afternoon. There was...

The Peace of God

Walking into our church this Sunday felt as it did the morning of Isabelle’s funeral. My husband and I were both quiet, consumed by the painful memories that surrounded that August day. A local friend had arranged for a number...