We’ve all been there, whether mothers of many or few, and we know how it works. One person gets the stomach flu, and then it’s just a matter of time before it runs (pardon the pun) through the whole family. I can tell you for a fact that without exception I am always the last to get it, and this time was no different. Everybody else was finished over a week ago, yet I inexplicably waited until Monday evening to come down with a fever, and by Tuesday morning everything else hit the fan. I’ve been mostly horizontal since then, but for when my back hurt too much and I had to sit up. Today was difficult with having to drive the girls to theater mid-day. That wiped me out and I came home and napped and slept through Paul’s arrival home, which meant I wasn’t awake to tell him when to leave, which meant he didn’t leave on time to pick them up and was a tad late. And then I had to do the drive for the kids to church this evening as well for Jr. high choir and confirmation, because Paul had a meeting with his catechumen. I brought Megan along with me so she could escort Jacob and Geneva to their various classes and pick them up, while I just stayed in the car and tried not to feel queasy. I actually had a good time chatting with Megan, and managed to sip some diet coke, with which I now find myself too caffeinated to sleep.
Anyway, since I have sick brain, and my thoughts are very scattered, I’ll just share a few tidbits I’ve been finding here and there.
I have been looking for “lives of the saints” types of books, and just found this at Ignatius:
I loved this video by Marc Barnes from the March For Life this past weekend:
And then there’s his response to the media “coverage” after the fact…
Here’s a thought provoking essay on
And here’s an essay that may strike a tiny bit close to home for some besides me:
And finally, because despite the flu, I’m just feeling my Catholic oats this evening:
See you tomorrow, hopefully on the road to recovery.
- Family Closet