"Two Hundred Years of Marriage": A daughter's story

As I edit through dozens of “stories of hope” for my next book (still untitled), I wanted to share with you today one of the contributions I received, not because it is the most dramatic or because it has the most miraculous turnaround (I have plenty of those in my inbox as well), but because this one is so beautiful in its simplicity. The story is told from the perspective of the daughter, a woman whom I now call a friend. There are more details that I’ll be including later, but for now, here is her story of her parents’ marriage and their legacy….

Two Hundred Years of Marriage

My parents contributed to 200 years of marriage.

In the 1960s and ‘70s there was so much turmoil, uncertainty, arguing, screaming, throwing, pounding on tables, crying, accusing, and threats of divorce in our home of nine. The marriage began in 1952, with the first son born exactly nine months later, the next son in 1954, the third son in 1955, then I was the first daughter born in 1958, the fourth son in 1959, the fifth son in 1963, and the sixth son in 1967. There were seven of us, 15 years apart. We were the largest family on our post-WWII bungalow-lined street.

How we perceive the cross depends on our level of holiness...

Because our culture is all about rejecting the cross, and because the cross is our ladder to Heaven, I want to talk about our perception of it.

It’s spiritually helpful to know that our disposition toward the cross (suffering) will depend on where we are in the interior life. Traditional Catholic spirituality talks of three stages (or ages) of holiness for the Christian, and our response to the cross changes as we journey through those stages and approach closer to the Heart of the Trinity.

First, here’s the briefest of explanations about the stages of holiness, and then we will get to how they relate to our understanding and acceptance of the cross…

"Pride Month" starts with a bang turned to whimper...

"Pride Month" starts with a bang turned to whimper...and I don’t mean all the “LGBTQ” activists and Pride(ful) parades and parties, nor the endless American corporations falling all over themselves to show how “woke” they are. (Oh, how very brave of them to receive all the applause and accolades of the cool kids!)

No, I mean the courage (bang!) of Bishop Thomas Tobin of Providence, Rhode Island (not to be confused with “LGBTQ” promotor Cardinal Tobin of “nighty-night, baby” fame), who had the cahunas to tweet the following…

Catholics, does this offend you?

Folks, despite “Catholic feminist” protestations to the contrary, our Catholic Faith is based on Patriarchs (of whom God the Father is the greatest), which is the natural order created by and through love — a love that created families (and the Church herself!) with fathers as the protective head.

If you are Catholic and you find the above images, litany, and Scripture insulting, demeaning, or offensive—or if you even just want to politely assert that they are simply wrong and old-fashioned—then you need to clear your mind and think again. Consider that your formation may be coming more from the secular culture (“the world”) than from Christ and His Holy Catholic Church.

I need your stories for my next book project!

Hi, guys! Happy Easter!!

I’m (FINALLY) working on my next book, a sort of “follow-up” to Primal Loss: The Now-Adult Children of Divorce Speak, and I need your help! Remember Chapter Ten of Primal Loss, “Stories of Hope”? Well, this is going to be a whole book of such stories—hopeless marriages redeemed! 

If you and your spouse (or if your parents) had a terribly difficult, painful, and even disastrous marriage that was redeemed--even in its twilight years, or on the deathbed of one spouse--I want to hear it. Every story will remain anonymous, and I will change dates and details as necessary. I need you to speak from the heart and even stream-of-consciousness (don’t worry about the editing and grammar; that’s my job), and its length can be anywhere from…