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 When we wake up, the world is glazed in ice. We aren’t going anywhere for a while.I call my parents to see whether they still have power, and my father starts talking about baking. It’s a baking kind of day, and he mentions cinnamon rolls.”You probably don’t have yeast,” he

After Mass this morning, Collin said, “Mom, I’m really scared of 2017. 2016 was such a good year and I’m not ready to see it end.”I stopped and thought about what he said. In many ways he was right. 2016 was a great year.  God blessed us with Teagan. We managed to

Last Saturday, December 10th, 2016, my parents, Collin, and I visited the Irish Railroad Workers Museum on Lemmon Street in Baltimore for their Irish Christmas Celebration. Alongside the apple cider, scones, and Celtic Christmas ornament crafts, we received a tour of two tiny row houses, one of which