Wednesday, August 16, 2023

Bia-the-Brave Chickens Out

How fast they fall. And by "they" I mean me. 

Last night, flushed in a dual victory in which I won Bunco Bingo (first time EVER winning Bingo as I have been a loser in that game since fourth grade) AND I came in first place during Bunco. It was a duo win. A big night! 

But then I toppled from my pedestal.

When I got home and entered our back door (in the dark, mind you) a GIANT, JURASSIC-SIZED flying creature flew into my hair. I have never seen the like: three inches long, almost as thick, with lightning speed and a buzzing sound that rivaled a lawn mower.

You can imagine my panic. I dropped all my bags and, waving my arms, ran out of the laundry room and slammed the door. With my heart beating out of control, I could hear that THING, buzzing and banging against the walls.

Now, Bia-the-Bug-Killer I am not. I leave that job for Joe or Timothy. But one is in Kansas City and the other in Athens, so I would have to manage THE THING all by myself. I would have to be Bia-the-Brave.

Except I wasn't. When I slowly opened the door that thing flew straight at me. So I slammed the door shut again and stuffed towels underneath so that THING would be imprisoned in the laundry room. 

Where it has remained all night. 

So now, this morning, I have a dilemma. I am all dressed for a canal walk EXCEPT for my sneakers, which are in the laundry room. My winning prizes are in the laundry room, one of which I was going to have with breakfast. My purse and car keys are still in the laundry room and I have some errands to run later this morning.

I will have to do battle, I see that now. I will have to wage war and reconquer my laundry room. 

At some point. Maybe after I finish this post. And have a cappuccino. And check my email.

You know, maybe I will just skip the walk.

Bia-the-Brave ignoring the issue. That I can do. 




Monday, August 14, 2023

The Heart of a Lion, Still

This weekend my father was in the hospital again due to ongoing heart issues. And he STILL has the heart of a lion ...

Let me tell you about my dad. He will be 81 years old this October. He doesn’t smoke, and he doesn’t have high blood pressure, high cholesterol, or diabetes. He eats healthy meals. He works out and plays golf. And yet, he has heart disease. He’s had two bypass surgeries (the first one at age 40) and over the years has endured numerous cardiac catheterizations, stents, stress tests, and hospitalizations. 

Why am I telling you this? Because despite all this, my dad never complains. He’s poked and prodded and patched up, but still he smiles. He jokes with the doctors and charms the nursing staff and flatters the technicians. Everyone likes him .... really, really likes him.

After yet another hospital stay and multiple tests, he is home again. Like always he’s not going to let heart disease stop him. He will continue to play golf, fish, tell corny jokes, and cook for church spaghetti suppers and fish fries. He is not going to allow heart disease stop him. 

The heart of a lion he has. 

Hear him roar.



Friday, August 11, 2023

When Your College Student Doesn't Call Home

I’m going to begin with a disclaimer: I have sons – three of them – and so any advice I have is a result of the male mindset. From what I hear, it seems as if daughters are better than sons about emailing, texting, calling, and being more communicative, but I’m aware that this is a huge generalization. There are daughters who don’t call home, just as I know there are sons who faithfully call their moms. In our household, we fall somewhere in-between -- sometimes they call, and sometimes they don't. But now that we have two done finished with college, and one about to start his sophomore year, here is what we've learned along the way.
  1. When our sons don’t call home it doesn’t mean they don’t love us. Or need us. Believe me, the second they need their winter jacket or help with a resume, they will call. And they will be so nice about it.
  2. We ask for one day a week – we let them choose – in which they are expected to call home. This puts the ball in their court and allows them to take the lead. A friend of mine once told me that she had to train her sons in this area, and I am so glad took her advice. For us, Sunday evening is the time we catch up with our sons. That doesn’t mean we don’t/can’t talk during the week, but at least on Sunday evening our sons take a break from their busy college lives and think of their family back home. Sometimes the call comes in the afternoon, sometimes in the evening, and sometimes late at night – but that’s okay.
  3. They are expected to respond to our texts.  We have watched our sons arrive late for dinner, stop in the middle of a conversation, or rush out at the end of church in order to answer a text from a friend. We know they will do anything to answer a text, and as parents we deserve the same courtesy. But there is a caveat . . . and it is IMPORTANT so listen up: We do not text our sons all they time. They need their space, and the last thing we want to do is hover-text (and yes, I just made up that word).
  4. When they call, we don’t grill them about everything they’ve been doing. It’s a conversation, which means information flows both ways. They share a little of their life and then we give them some news from home. For them to hear about Dad’s new car, their baby brother’s latest Lego creation, or what we did for Friday Family Night will remind them that we are still family and that they are still an important part of it … even though they are way over there, and we are over here.
Of course, things happen. Sometimes they will “forget” to text back, sometimes Sunday’s call comes Monday morning, and sometimes they call but aren’t talkative, but it’s all good. Besides, I know how to get the communication flowing ...
Two words: Care Package







Thursday, August 10, 2023

The Swatch Watch

Last October, we were in the Fiumicino Airport in Rome waiting to board our flight for home. Our time in Rome was the result of a cancelled flight, and the unexpected gift meant 24 hours in the Eternal City—St. Peter’s Square, a dinner in Piazza Navona, the Trevi Fountain at midnight, and an Aperol Spritz on a rooftop bar with a nighttime view of the city. So when I saw this watch in the Swatch store at the airport, it was meant to be. Now, whenever I wear it, I am reminded of that magical 24 hours in Rome.




Tuesday, August 8, 2023

The Baby at Mass

Dear God,

I’m sorry for my mind wandering during Mass.

Instead of focusing on the liturgy, my focus was on the little three-month-old baby asleep on his grandfather’s shoulder. They were sitting directly in front of us, and I watched the baby’s chest rise and fall with the sweet sleep of an innocent. And my mind wandered …

to the memory of nursing our son in the darkness before dawn, those times some of the most peaceful of my life;

to the feel of a baby’s breath when you hold them close;

to a baby’s trusting look when I bathed him or changed his diaper;

and to the wonder of our three babies, now grown, healthy and strong.

And then the little baby in front of me at Mass stirred, lifted his head, and looked directly at me. He smiled. When his grandfather gently rocked and patted his back, the baby put his head down and fell back asleep. And my mind wandered …

to babies living in poverty and squalor;

to babies who are sick and battling diseases that should not be part of a baby’s world;

to babies who are unloved and unwanted;

and to babies who are denied life.

So, God, I was not as attentive during Mass as I should have been. I was distracted, and I allowed my mind to wander. But God, I can’t help feeling you know my heart and that you recognized my wayward thoughts as prayers ...

for babies yesterday, today, and tomorrow;

for babies loved and unloved;

for babies yet unborn;

and for the wonder and awe of Creation and the Gift of Life.





Sunday, August 6, 2023

Speak to Me Sunday: The Seven Acts of Mercy

Many of you know of my love for Caravaggio. During a free afternoon in Naples last October, a small group of us visited one of Caravaggio’s most famous paintings, Le sette opere di Misericordia (The Seven Acts of Mercy).

Amazingly, we were the only ones present, and standing in front of this masterpiece I quietly read aloud from my notes as we immersed ourselves into the drama of the painting.

A little art appreciation on a Sunday afternoon does the soul good (that is my theory, anyway) so here are my notes. As you read, it is helpful to refer to the photo; you can even continue the art lesson with the Details to Note. 

The Seven Acts of Mercy (refer to the image below)

1.      Bury the Dead

In the center background, two men carry a dead man (only his feet are visible). A man is holding a candle (the only light source) and based on his garments he is a priest. The man in the dark colored shirt is believed to be the grave digger.

2.      Shelter the Homeless

Third from left, a bearded man with a scallop shell on his hat is asking for shelter. He is a pilgrim. The man directly in front of him is the innkeeper who indicates with his finger (pointing out of the canvas) that he has room and will offer shelter.

The scallop shell is the mark of a pilgrim and is connected to the story of St. James the Great (a disciple of Christ). Today the Camino de Santiago (Way of St. James) uses the scallop shell as mile markers on the pilgrim’s path to Santiago de Compostela in Spain. Additionally, scallop shells are often found on baptismal fonts and often used to scoop the water over the head of those being baptized. 

3.      Clothe the Naked

The fourth figure from the left is St. Martin of Tours who is tearing his robe in half to give it to the naked beggar in the foreground. Above the beggar’s shoulder, St. Martin’s sword appears as a slash of white as he has just used it to slice the fabric.

The legend of St. Martin, a Roman soldier stationed in Gaul, was that he saw a beggar as he approached the city gates. Determined to help, he removed his military cloak and cut it in two and wrapped the beggar with one half. That night, St. Martin had a dream in which he saw Jesus wearing the cloak and telling the angels of the man who had shared it with him. St. Martin believed the dream offered the message that caring for the poor is like caring for Christ. Eventually, the cloak of St. Martin became a relic.

4.      Visit the Sick

The next portion of Caravaggio’s Seven Works of Mercy is the hardest to see, probably due to the darkening of the canvas over time. In the front of the painting and next to the beggar’s left arm, you will notice a foot, indicating there is another man in this section (his face is just below St. Martin’s sword). This is the sick man, perhaps crippled given the angle of his foot.

Standing over the sick man is the pilgrim in a dual role since he is painted as Christ healing the crippled man.

5.      Refresh the Thirsty

Standing between the pilgrim and the innkeeper is a wild, bearded man drinking from a bone, the water splashing onto his face. This man is Samson (yes, from Samson and Delilah). But this image references a different story from Judges 15 when Samson was fighting the Philistines and used the jawbone of a donkey to kill a thousand men. After the battle, Samson was thirsty so God opened up the jawbone and water came out of it to revive Samson.

Admittedly, Caravaggio’s inclusion of this story was confusing. He was meant to portray the seven mercies, or kindnesses, performed by humans for each other, but in Samson’s case God is the one performing the kindness.

6-7    Visit the Imprisoned, Feed the Hungry

These next two Acts of Mercy are combined into one image of the woman breastfeeding a man in prison. While unusual in modern contexts, the story was a familiar one of the time (Roman in origin) and occasionally appeared in other works of art.


Details to Note:

1-     Always in trouble with the law, Caravaggio took refuge in Naples after he committed a murder in Rome during a violent argument. It was during this exile that he painted this masterpiece.

2-     Caravaggio is known for his chiaroscuro painting technique which uses the contrast of light and dark for dramatic effect. His dark paintings usually contain a light source to draw the eye to important details. In this painting, the man carrying the candle provides the only light source, perhaps a metaphor for mercy as the acts themselves illuminate darkness.

3-     He received the commission to depict the Seven Works of Mercy for Pio Monte della Misericordia (a charitable organization) founded by seven noblemen of Naples in order to care for the poor. It is still in operation today.  

4-     One of the most important documents in the church’s archives is an invoice, dated 14 October 1607, for 400 ducats in payment to Caravaggio for the painting.

5-     The Works of Mercy are based on verses from the Gospel of Matthew; the only one not mentioned in Matthew is Bury the Dead (it is referenced in the Book of Tobit where burying the dead is mentioned as an important work of charity).

6-     While the Seven Works of Mercy are usually depicted in seven separate scenes, Caravaggio chose to combine all seven works of mercy into one composition, which became the church’s altarpiece.

7-     The work is divided into two parts: the top half is celestial (with angels and Mary with the Christ child observing the action below); the bottom half is terrestrial, or the earthly realm.

8-     The angel’s hand, reaching toward the lower figures, is a slash of light through darkness serving to connect the two halves of the painting. The open pose of his hand is associated with giving a blessing.


Saturday, August 5, 2023

Pink here, Pink there, Pink Everywhere


There is a certain movie in theaters that has us seeing pink, even in this old photo I found. Notice our smiles. It was a great Christmas ... bikes AND a Barbie Townhouse!

Now, I am not ashamed to admit this, but I LOVED playing with my Barbie dolls. My sister, not so much. Most of the time I had to bribe her to play with me. And then, for a long time we only had ONE Ken doll, so we would argue about whose Barbie got to have the Ken. Sheesh.
Now that I think about it, Barbie caused a lot of drama. Even then.