about Todd FlowerdayA Roman Catholic lay person, married (since 1996), with one adopted child (since 2001). I serve in worship and spiritual life in a midwestern university parish.
about John Donaghy
John is a lay missionary since 2007 with a parish in western Honduras. Before that he served in campus ministry and social justice ministry in Iowa. His ministry blog is http://hermanojuancito.blogspot.com
He also blogs reflections on the lectionary and saints/heroes/events of the date at http://walktheway.wordpress.com
He'll be a long-term contributor here analyzing the Latin American bishops' document from their 2007 Aparecida Conference.
Vatican II pages
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Category Archives: My Family
Lately, I’ve been tapping into my assessment from forty years ago that female teens were intimidating, strange, and just a cause for worry. These days, I just can’t figure them out. Tuesday I asked the young miss, “It’s the last … Continue reading
My wife uncovered this ten-year-old image of naptime. The young miss at age five, I believe. Splinter, our last white cat. Must have been a rough day at the parish, at pre-K, and in the rat race.
The young miss with our younger cat. He cuddles unlike any other cat we’ve had. But he always has his eye out for prey.
Recently I was researching a bit into my daughter’s heart condition. In previous generations, she would have been like Pearl. There were no reconstructive surgeries possible, and she would have died long before she was ever available for adoption. I never … Continue reading
Our daughter has always been very hands-on with the family pets. They tolerate handling from her they resist mightily with me or my wife. She can sit our cats up in her lap like babies. We try it and they … Continue reading
I had not considered blogging on the college visits today, but I may offer a few words at this time. My family lived in Kansas City from 2002 to 2008, and we’ve gotten good care for our daughter’s heart condition … Continue reading
Posting will be light for the next thirty-six hours. Off for an out-of-town medical appointment for the young miss, plus her first two college visits. Spammers, may I please direct your attention to the numerous Catholic web sites that get more … Continue reading
My mother’s only sibling passed away last Friday after nearly ninety-one years of life capped by a four-month struggle with cancer. She was my last and favorite aunt. Despite the trip aligning with the first three days of Iowa State … Continue reading
The man who used to be my daughter’s favorite priest pleaded guilty yesterday before going to trial. One “chapter” of a gritty and dirty Kansas City book is ending. Parents are relieved that their children will not have to testify … Continue reading
The morning before a trip, I always wake early. It was 2:30AM today. We’re off to the Twin Cities in a few hours for a few days of vacay. Eventually, we’ll jettison the young miss to the camp bus on … Continue reading
Our dog passed away today. She was one of the best dogs: rarely barked, always protective, even of the cats. My wife and I had been monitoring her growths closely. She hasn’t been quite as enthusiastic about being outside the … Continue reading
Gambit tries to pet Pip, the guinea pig:
Three weeks later, I’m still slightly abuzz with fond memories from my MLS outing with the young miss. We’ve been following Euro 2012–actually, it’s been more her, with me getting text updates at work after every goal. As a fan … Continue reading
Out of the hospital long enough to look in on 4:45 Mass, hit the grocery store and make dinner for the young miss and myself. How much of this food will the patient* be able to consume upon her return … Continue reading