Sunday, May 24, 2026

Leigh graduated from High School!

 






She actually made it. It seemed impossible. Wanting to learn German in addition to Italian while on our "short jaunt" to Italy, middle-schooler Leigh asked to transfer to a German-speaking high school so she could eventually "read Ratzinger in the original." 

We found the Swiss School of Rome, and weirdly and wildly, she was admitted. 
She arrived knowing how to say "Guten morgen." 

Spending 5 years with about 20 Italian teenagers whose families had some reason or another for them to be fluent in German (a Swiss or German parent; dad is a Swiss guard, etc.), Leigh was the only American and the only one there "for fun" and "to read Ratzinger." 

All the lessons were in German (physics, chemistry, biology, math, history, German language and literature, economics and law, etc.), except Italian literature (in Italian), French (in French) and English literature (in English). She passed the C2 German exam, an international language test, C2 being the highest. She out-performed many of her classmates, even those who speak German at home or who had been enrolled in the SSR since kindergarten) both in the C2 and in her courses in general. 

Leigh Kelly Anne, I do not know how you did it. Your stamina, your worth ethic, your discipline, your sheer force of the will, your passion, your love, your resolution, your goodness, your kindness, your faith and love for God--may you blessed always with these extraordinary gifts. 

After the last day of school, all the girls in your class came to our campus to celebrate. You had sought "class unity" your whole 5 years, and you finally got it in one evening. You hosted a sleepover and wore your t-shirt that says "Jesus" across the front. You are a missionary. a minister, and a shining light. 

After graduation, Leigh BOLTED! She was off to Spain to celebrate with friends; then she'll be off to Greece, then back to Rome, then to the U.S., then to Rome for 4 days, then to Calcutta!








Aunt Swanee and Good Friday

Having just had hip surgery, I simply cannot believe that she and David made the trip all the way from D.C. to Italy! The MAIN FOCUS for me was to experience Good Friday together. Aunt Swanee and Dave arrived a couple days before Good Friday and we had a very solemn celebration throughout the day and evening, culminating in the liturgy. 

Aunt Swanee describes herself as a "Good Friday Christian" and, as a talented musician, composed a profound orchestral piece called the Witness Cantata that is a musical reflection on Good Friday. She examines the 7 Last Words of Christ and experiments with moving musical expression on the Passion of Christ. We experienced a private performance of it here in Rome (with the recording--one day I hope to arrange a live performance here).  William Blake, Elie Wiesel, A. Akhmatova, T. Roethke, and others are featured in a powerful look at the Holocaust, human degradation, and how and whether God is in its midst. 

Our family had a time of questions and answers with her, reflecting and sharing our experience of having listened to it. I wept and expressed my experience, which is that it reflects a high Christology. If the man who died on Calvary is not God, then it is not worth recounting with such emphasis and attention (unless each person's death warrants such a reflection, and in a certain sense that is true too). 

Furthermore, there is a poignant line taken from E. Wiesel in which people in a concentration camp watch a boy being hung to death. The vocals go like this: 

"Behind me, I heard the same man asking, 'Where is God now?' And I heard a voice within me answer him: 'Here he is--handing here on this gallows."

In my view, it would be meaningless to see God in a boy hanging in the gallows if Christ did not enter into our death. The cross is how God entered into human death. God is Life, Eternal Life. By definition God is immortal-all religions agree. Only by a radical act of mercy and loving choice would Life Itself enter into death. And that, in my view, is precisely what the cross is. All human beings are touched by this possibility only if God did assume death--which is almost incomprehensible but is the living touchstone of Christian faith. If God appropriated death, then death will forever be changed. Some would call it "redemption"--but why use technical terms? Let's just call it "transformation," such that God takes it up and makes it something different, something better than it was, something of value (hence the word "redemption" if we want a glimpse into that term after all)--even a way to encounter God. If God is hanging on the gallows, then, to my mind, God must have entered death in some remarkable fashion. Elie Wiesel was, in my opinion, making a faint but real expression of faith, and a Christian would unpack it by saying that Christ's death on Good Friday is an indication that Christ was God. 

Did Aunt Swanee and I discuss this theme? Boy, did we. We averaged 4 hours a day in deep conversation about God, the cross, Good Friday and practically everything that stems from this sacred theme. Aunt Swanee is a capable philosopher, theologian, artist, musician, humanitarian and ethicist. What a delight to see all that come out in one visit. 




Friday, May 22, 2026

I marvel at the joy of my life

 How blessed I am--God, thank you for the riches of the inheritance you have given me--my family!







Thank you, Lord, for each one here whom I love with my whole heart. Great news: we have another little one on the way! Gabrielle is expecting a baby in November! 


Thursday, February 5, 2026

Sebastian on Silent Retreat at Monastery

 "Mom, could you take me to a monastery so I could go on a silent retreat?" 

Not a question you hear every day. 

Answer: "Sure! Of course!"


They had him serve at the altar


Be a lector


Sing in the choir!
(I know, it's like "Where's Waldo?" He is everywhere if you just look carefully enough)


Read in the cloister


We had a little chance to have hot chocolate at the local bar


And try their lasagna, of course (which was incredible)


Chapel of St. Thomas Aquinas (where he died)
St. Thomas asked to have the Song of Solomon read to him just before he died. That is beyond amazing. We love you, Thomas. You are our inspiration. 


NEW portrait of St. Thomas in the private library (thank you, Sisters, for letting us in!)


We love Fossanova!


Only 1.5 hours away. What a blessing!

Thursday, January 22, 2026

Pilgrimage is full!

Amazing news--the registration filled up! Then we added a few extra spaces, and they filled up as well! I simply cannot believe the amazing opportunity that this is for me. I have designed what is, as far as I know, the first-ever pilgrimage to Rome whose focus is the laity--and the mothers in particular--who built Christian Rome. With the help of both Fr. Josh Whitfield and Vocatio Travel, I will guide this spectacular pilgrimage with 47 participants. I thank God for this rich blessing! 


 

Sunday, January 18, 2026

Rome on Strike

 Annie wrote a song capturing her 7 years of living in Rome, featuring the famous strikes. Enjoy!

https://youtu.be/PXrMZD_AWqg

Saturday, January 17, 2026

Best Christmas

Christmas 2025 in Dallas--our whole family was back in our home for our first Christmas there in 7 years. How poignant--it highlighted for me the sacrifice we have made to move to Italy, having had renters in our home until recently, and at the same time it was savory-sweet because we were finally back home on such a special day. Christmas is the feast day that simultaneously celebrates Christ's Incarnation and the choice of God to use family as his means of self-disclosure. Family life is elevated on the spiritual level because of the Incarnation and the reception by Mary and Joseph of the Christ Child. The mystery is beyond comprehension and I marvel more as the years go on--I am filled with praise and reverence. 

We spent time with family as never before--Ronnie Sr. and Jane stayed with us all week; Kim, Ken and Jenna spent several days with us over Christmas, and we got to host Jenna for her first overnight on Christmas Eve/morning. We spent lots of great time with Mom and Dad. Aunt June was with us quite a bit; Uncle David joined us on the 24th; we spent great time with the Davilas. We enjoyed Midnight Mass at the University of Dallas chapel and I am still relishing in Fr. Geronimo's amazing homily. Adopting the tradition of our dear friends the Cronenwetts, we served homemade tomato soup on Christmas Eve before Mass, and then the next day, had a massive feast after the tree and presents. We partied late into the night. I have never felt so full, so joyful, perhaps in all my life. God has led me on a sure and steady path, one that I could not usually see or appreciate. Now I know that he has blessed me with a rich, gorgeous family life as well as a theological vocation to understand it more fully. How blessed is this small, fleeting life of mine. 

Uncle Ray meeting Jenna for the first time since her infancy

Uncle Ray with Kim, Ken, Ron and me

Mom and her cherished Magnificat

Roasting marshmallows with our neighbors, the Copes

Wonderful conversation with Mom and Dad

Afternoon at a Christmas village



Tomato soup before Midnight Mass

How blessed I am--I love Kimmy so much!

Stuffed stockings

I think Granny Ruth would be proud!

The new Mount Vernon, really. Right??

First look on Christmas morning--priceless




Italian sunglasses for everyone

Christmas morning madness

Lots of biking around the neighborhood

Jane--we love you! You elevate the quality of this family quite a bit

Papa Ronnie received Annie's glass ornament she brought him all the way from Merano, Italy

How I love my Clare! God bless you now and always!

Matching earrings for Godmother and Goddaughter

Sebastian's ice cream maker

Annie wanted a drum set (answer: no). Instead Ron got her a percussion machine--that's more like it! It's a girl band in the making!

Kids gift exchange--I love how they organized it themselves. The house was bursting with laughter. I stood in the kitchen at one point and teared up--the love among them is real and strong. Thank you Lord, for blessing me with an adult family that are close and committed to one another!


Then, amazingly, Aunt Swanee and Dave came to Dallas to celebrate Aunt June's birthday plus New Year's! What a BLAST. 


It will take me months to absorb all the wonderful events, conversations, and time together. My heart overflows with gratitude!