On Hope and Miracles

β€œTo love means loving the unlovable. To forgive means pardoning the unpardonable. Faith means believing the unbelievable. Hope means hoping when everything seems hopeless.” – G.K. Chesterton When I tell friends in Catholic circles about our minute prospects for biological children, and the lack of any ethical option for having biological children, a response I... Continue Reading →

Finding Motherhood in Infertility

My soul went groping all the past years through Searching the barren deserts, for a dream, A mirage, some foreknowledge or a gleam Of that long-waited day that should bring you. Excerpt from To D.E.C.β€” A Daughter by Frances Chesterton (From How Far Is It To Bethlehem: The Plays and Poetry of Frances Chesterton) When... Continue Reading →

Blog at WordPress.com.

Up ↑