Two years ago we lost our baby granddaughter. She died in utero from a rare congenital disease. Although much time has passed since Ava's death, autumn remains a bittersweet time.
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One of the lovelier aspects of Catholic culture is the love Catholics have for their priests. Most priests have many stories of how complete strangers have shown special warmth and affection upon seeing the Roman collar. As for one's own portion of the flock, parish priests and chaplains know how eager Catholics are to love their priests.
Throughout the years, numerous people tried to lure me down east from Western Canada. It stroked my inflated ego and flattered my false sense of self-importance. Perhaps the most tempting I remember was being offered a job to host a national TV series the CBC was planning in 1990 about issues surrounding disabilities that showcased the lives of Canadians with physical and mental challenges.
This Sunday marks the start of the new liturgical year and the season of Advent, that time of expectancy and meditation on the coming celebration of the Nativity of Our Lord – a season in which that virtue of hope receives its sublime nourishment, in that respect a season much like that of Easter. Both of them times of serenity and contemplation.
It's hard to say something consoling in the face of death, even when the person who died lived a full life and died in the best of circumstances.
The first real intimation of mortality was when my grandparents died. That was in the 1980s. In 2005, Mom died and, four years later, it was Dad. Then, a couple of months ago, quite unexpectedly, it was my younger sister.
A boy plays with toy cars as Pope Francis celebrates the episcopal ordination of Bishop Fernando Vergez
With the legalization of buying and selling sex soon to be decided by Canada's Supreme Court, a new documentary is taking Canadians to places where prostitution and sexual exploitation are either flourishing or dying off and asks why this is the case.
Priscilla Coleman strongly believes that having an abortion can lead to developing a mental illness.
Mary Ford had no idea what she had gotten herself into. But after seeing a newborn goat struggle to stay alive near its mother, she knew she couldn't philosophize about life or city versus country ZIP codes any longer.