I was feeling helpless, which is one of my least-favorite sensations. I felt an urge to flap my…
“Mom, just give it a try.” My grown son Danny was on the phone from Colorado. “Fifty-five-year-olds don’t…
God, guide my steps. I say that prayer nearly every day, as I lead groups of women on…
“Who is this again? You’re a friend of my mom’s?” I didn’t know the woman on the other…
You probably saw pictures of me all over social media this past April. I’m the dude who literally…
Visit the swimming pool located in the Hansborough Recreation Center in Harlem on a weekday afternoon and you’ll…
My struggle with chronic pain began out of the blue. One gray December day, I woke up and…
When you are hurting and brokenhearted, so many memories can stir up the pain—places, images, even clothing and…
Mic in hand, I looked out at the thousands of people standing on their feet, singing at the…
But you are holy, you who inhabit the praises of Israel (Psalm 22:3, WEB) My father was a…
Note: This story contains descriptions of attempted suicide. That Sunday my wife, Trish, had gone to Mass without…
A fiery pain shot down my left leg as I struggled to change from my exam gown into…
