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February 28, 2013

The next best thing to sitting next to my husband at Mass is our drive home. We typically chat about the usual stuff: our breakfast plans, our Sunday to-do list, and, of course, how cute our grandbaby Gemma Rose is. Then we'll have a conversation about Mass—more often than not we talk about the homily, then maybe we'll discuss the music, and so on. It's a sweet exchange.

But it wasn't always like this. For many years my car ride to and from church was a lonely ride. It was just me and...

February 7, 2013

A few months ago at Mass, a couple with their young daughter entered the pew directly in front of my husband and me. Everything was fine until the Confiteor, when the husband turned to wife and proceded to have a conversation with her. Not a few words mind you, but a conversation. This got the little girl's attention, so she stood up on the pew and began to interact with her parents. My first line of defense in situations like this is to close...