Somehow, Sebastian's talent for keeping the goal showed itself this year. . . He was MVP many games this season! We love these players--the Paniconi twins, Nikolas, Forte, Ale, Alessandro, Francesco and more!
Saturday, June 21, 2025
Wednesday, June 18, 2025
Pope Leo XIV
It was an honor to see our new pope in person, at a meeting he initiated with the leaders of eastern rite churches. Annie and I got to go because she sings in the choir at San Nilo in Grottaferrata--a Catholic church of the Byzantine rite. Although we are firmly Latin, we love this church so much that we named our dog Nilo!
The pope spoke beautifully, I thought, about the treasures of spirituality, theology, art and history in the heritage of the eastern churches. Having just learned so much about the schism and subsequent attempts at reunion, how my heart longs for a true repair of the break. I pray for Pope Leo that he will accomplish this and other tasks so urgent for our time.
Favorite Family Photo from Years Ago
How I have loved every moment of caring for this brood. . . and how I rejoice in the magnificent person each child is becoming! Jesus, we love you! Be in us, around us, before and behind us-- and please guide us toward the enjoyment of the heavenly banquet together!
Monday, June 16, 2025
Angelicum
It would take me 100 pages to explain why I came to the Angelicum, how I got to the Angelicum, and what it has been like to study theology here for the past 5 years. Chapters of that story would include Ron's elaborate and gracious way of getting our whole family from Dallas to Rome, in large part for the purpose of me doing pontifical studies in theology; why an education from the U.S. in the philosophy of Thomas Aquinas is radically incomplete even though I earned a Ph.D. for it; the joy of pursuing the intellectual life in the heart of Rome; the predictable awkwardness that came with returning to the "other side" of the classroom; the marvelous priests, monks, nuns and friars from whom I have learned so much, some of whom Ron and I have had the joy of befriending; walking down the halls and hearing Thomas Joseph White strumming on his banjo.
I have written an "Ode to the Angelicum" but I am not sure about releasing it to the public.
Only the Lord knows what He has in store for me when I complete the STB, God willing, this week. Mainly I look forward to resuming my scholarly activity, getting back to the "other side" of the classroom, and giving what I now have to give to the Church and world--which has become sharpened, deepened, clarified and augmented because of my time in this anointed place.
Wednesday, June 11, 2025
What is Annie up to?
Is she practicing her opera skills, preparing for her performance in Mme. Butterfly? Is she working on her novel? Is she painting with oils or sketching with pastel crayons? Is she working on her killer-self-defense moves and strength training?
Actually right now, she is hanging out with her FRIENDS!
Conference at the Pontifical University of John Paul II in Krakow
I was so honored to be able to present at the conference here last month--talking about JPII at the Pontifical University of JPII is nothing short of daunting!
Thanks to the Draggs for their hospitality!
Friday, May 23, 2025
Annie's Virtue Flower!
When the kids were little, I created "Virtue Flowers," one per child. The virtues that a child had acquired were written on "petals" and glued to the flower. But the virtues a child was still working on were written on "petals" and kept detached until the virtue was acquired. Here are some examples:
Clare had a LOT of virtues such as "sharing" and "including others." The one she was working on at this time was "kind voice when frustrated."
Mary "brings joy to others" and has "prudence"; she is also working on "finding the right words when frustrated."
Now for Annie. . . Look at the picture I recently found. . . it was of Sebo as a two-year-old playing tennis in the kitchen. . . but if you look carefully, you can see Annie's virtue flower on the refrigerator. Look at the petals!
NO PETALS are on the flower!!!! They are not even ON THE PAPER!!!!
LOL
[We love you, Annie! And what a virtuous girl you have become!]
Monday, April 21, 2025
Pope Francis and Santa Maria Maggiore
Pope Francis passed away this morning. One of his signature moves was that, in choosing in advance where he wanted to be buried, he chose his beloved Santa Maria Maggiore, a papal basilica in Rome, instead of St. Peter's Basilica. Santa Maria Maggiore was originally constructed in the 5th century, a miraculous response to a woman and her husband praying that the woman would become a mother. This is an astonishing nod to the laity and motherhood tracing all the way back to the early Church.
Francis asked to be buried in a side chapel under one of the most famous icons in the world called "Salus Populi Romani" which means "The Salvation of the Roman People."
By a complete coincidence, I have spent many, many hours in this basilica in recent months. Here is the icon under which Francis will be buried:
Friday, April 18, 2025
Stations of the Cross: Text by Pope Francis
This Good Friday, I was fortunate enough to participate in the Stations of the Cross led by our church community here in Frattochie, Italy. The event consisted in a procession on the streets of the town. It was at night, and we carried a large crucifix with candle-bearers on each side. Two priests and two women read the prayers and meditations for all 14 stations, as we stopped 14 times along the street of the church. It was like nothing I have ever seen.
8th Station
Jesus meets the women of Jerusalem
From the Gospel according to Luke (23:27-31)
A great number of the people followed him, and among them were women who were beating their breasts and wailing for him. But Jesus turned to them and said, “Daughters of Jerusalem, do not weep for me, but weep for yourselves and for your children. For the days are surely coming when they will say, ‘Blessed are the barren, and the wombs that never bore, and the breasts that never nursed.’ Then they will begin to say to the mountains, ‘Fall on us;’ and to the hills, ‘Cover us.’ For if they do this when the wood is green, what will happen when it is dry?”
In women, Lord, you always saw a special likeness to the heart of God. That is why, amid the great crowd of people who turned around and followed you that day, you immediately caught sight of the women and once again felt their closeness. A city is a different place when women care for those around them, when we see mothers holding their children and nursing them; then we look beyond power and profit, and sense the things that really matter. The wailing women find their hearts moved at the sight of your suffering. For the heart is where things connect, and thoughts and decisions are born. “Do not weep for me.” God’s heart throbs with love for his people; he creates a new city: “Weep for yourselves and for your children.” There is a kind of weeping, indeed, which can bring forth a new birth. It brings forth tears of regret, unabashed and unrestrained. Lord, our broken world, and the hurts and offences that tear our human family apart, call for tears that are heartfelt and not merely perfunctory. Otherwise, the apocalyptic visions will all come true: we will no longer generate life, and everything around us will collapse. Faith, on the other hand, can move mountains. The mountains and the hills will not crash down upon us, but a path will open up in their midst. It is your path, Jesus: an uphill path, a path on which the apostles abandoned you, while the faithful women — the mothers of the Church — continued to follow you.
Let us pray, saying: Jesus, grant us a maternal heart!
You filled the Church’s history with holy women:
Jesus, grant us a maternal heart!
You disdained arrogance and domination:
Jesus, grant us a maternal heart!
You embraced and consoled the tears of mothers:
Jesus, grant us a maternal heart!
You made women the messengers of the resurrection:
Jesus, grant us a maternal heart!
You inspire new charisms and missions in the Church:
Jesus, grant us a maternal heart!
Saturday, April 5, 2025
Robin's Egg
In truth, this new puppy is about the sweetest little dog I have ever seen. He is absolutely precious. Ron found golden retrievers in Tuscany, and we went twice to see the puppies. We chose one little boy and brought him home just a week or so ago. Be still my heart!
Monday, March 24, 2025
My Talk at the GIVEN Gathering in Dallas, TX
Sunday, March 9, 2025
Giving Thanks
Thursday, March 6, 2025
Jubilee
Monday, February 24, 2025
Part-Y!
Thank you, Jacob and Gabrielle, for hosting a Super Bowl party--and I was in town and able to join you. I love this wonderful group!
Sunday, February 23, 2025
Can You Believe?
Can you believe that my own daughter gave me these GORGEOUS flowers?
I wish everyone had a daughter as wonderful as my Mary!
Love you, Mary!
Wednesday, January 8, 2025
Question for You
I have one question for you: Do you have confidence that we can find the prettiest wedding dress in Rome? I hope you do!
Thursday, January 2, 2025
Christmas Extravaganza
What an incredible 2 weeks: Christmas in Rome, a baby's first Christmas, an engagement, 2 birthdays, a trip to the Alps, New Years, and a first wedding anniversary.
On December 18th, Ron, Leigh, Annie, Sebastian and I warmly received Clare and her boyfriend Liam in Rome as soon as they finished their semester at the University of Dallas (and Liam completed his Bachelor's degree--happy graduation, Liam!). Then on December 22, we welcomed Jacob, Gabrielle, and their new baby, Cecilia (good job, Cecilia, for enduring your first trans-Atlantic flight!), Mary and her boyfriend Nando, and his parents, Edna and Fernando, and his twin sister, Valeria (welcome, Davila family!). We were a happy party of 15 in our home on the Due Santi campus of the University of Dallas just outside of Rome.
On the 23rd, Nando surprised Mary with an official proposal (even though we were already calling Nando Mary's fiancé because of their commitment to marry) and he really pulled off an incredible scene at a beautiful overlook on Lake Albano with both of their families there to witness it. It was Nando's father's birthday, so we were all going out for a meal to celebrate--Mary did not suspect a proposal at Nando's dad's birthday celebration. But that speaks volumes about Nando--family-focused and drawing loved ones together, not to mention surprising Mary when a genuine surprise was next to impossible.
Then we had a huge Christmas Eve, with loads of ravioli and lamb, music and passing around the Adorable Cecilia Rombs--gorgeous smile, alert, engaging, and always ready to coo and bat her eyelashes at you.
While some went to Midnight Mass at our nearby church, another cluster of us went to celebrate Midnight Mass in Trastevere, Rome, at the Basilica of Santa Cecilia, in honor of our little girl. It turned out to be a three-hour monastic version of the Mass, with the nuns of St. Cecilia singing Psalms for 1.5 hours before the liturgical celebration actually started. Baby Cecilia Rombs was the only baby there, and at the end of the three hours, the priest actually extended his special welcome to her and the whole congregation clapped! Not knowing us at all, they were just amazed that a baby and her brave parents endured the very intense, reverent, solemn Mass into the wee hours of the morning. The whole congregation of nuns gathered around her to get a glimpse at 3am.
Christmas morning, we woke up to Santa's gifts and had a lovely family time with coffee in hand. Then some friends, the Dunikoskis from the U.S. joined us, and we were a party of 22 for the whole day and evening.
One of my favorite parts was Edna teaching me to make homemade Mexican salsa, using Italian ingredients. Her recipes had not translated for me in Italy (for example, there are no jalapeno peppers in Italy) and so she experimented with the Italian ingredients I provided her in my kitchen until she arrived at a mimic of the true Mexican-Texan deal. After trying for 5 years to make genuine Mexican salsa, you cannot imagine my relief at working out this recipe! We all enjoyed Mexican chips and homemade salsa for a mid-afternoon snack. For Christmas dinner, we made risotto (Roman styled cacio e pepe), fillet, grilled sausages, pomegranate salad, roasted vegetables, and more desserts than we could eat.
We also celebrated Leigh's 18th birthday! She is a Christmas Day baby, which makes her extra special (sharing a birthday with the Christchild)! Leigh is a superstar, going to a Swiss highschool all taught in German and Italian (she is fluent in both). We had a birthday celebration for her and had yet another cake--tiramisu-panatone cake, if you can believe that. She looked so beautiful and I could not be more proud of her.
We are now in Merano in the Alps, where Jacob proposed to Gabrielle 2 short years ago (how much has happened in 2 years).
We will spend a week together, resting, going to the natural mineral hot springs, skiing, and having a little gluhwein and goulash as we walk through the Christmas markets along the riverwalk. We will celebrate Jacob and Gabrielle's anniversary and New Year's together (and praying birthday prayers for Aunt June! Happy 80th!!)
We are so blessed to have such a robust and loving family. Honestly, the fact that they are all faithful Catholic Christians and can resolve difficulties that come up are the two greatest gifts of my life as a mother. I love these guys so much!