It’s a mean story, Helen fumed. An absentee father who demands that his children put him at the center of their lives and beg for his return. Sister Priscilla didn’t think it was mean, apparently....

My writing is how I maintain.

Every moment a beginning. Every moment an end.

She knew that it was better to have a dream and pay a price for it than to be lukewarm. – regarding St. Teresa of Avila