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Why Bother With Faith? As a child, my parents introduced me to the foundational principles of their religious beliefs. I was baptized as an infant, attended church on Sundays, made my First Confession and First Communion and was confirmed into the Catholic Church all by the time I was thirteen. I didn’t question anything about…

Why Bother Paying Attention? The emotional ramifications of parental suicide are far-reaching, long lasting and life changing. Not only is there the immediate effect of shock, disbelief and confusion, but like tremors  that follow an earthquake, the emotional fallout from suicide reverberates for years after.  Betrayal The emotions immediately following on the heels of my…

Why Bother Accepting Shortcomings? If there is one thing all human beings have in common it is that none of us are perfect. There is not one of us who does not fall short of someone else’s expectations, standards or hopes. Consequently, we’ve all experienced at least one or more disappointing relationships. Mine was my…

Why Bother Remembering the Good? Though my dad was an alcoholic, I did not become aware of this fault in him until I was eight or nine years old. Up until then, I was kept innocent from the effects alcohol had on him and our family. Up until then, I only knew how much he…