As I walked out of my classroom door on the last day with students before winter break, it hit me like a tidal wave. The kind that comes out of nowhere, knocks the wind out of you, and leaves you standing there wondering how something invisible can feel so heavy. I was suddenly flooded with emotion, so much so that I didn’t even know where to begin processing it. All I knew was that I needed to make it to my car before the waterworks started.
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This year, there will be nothing under my Christmas tree. No gadgets, no updated devices, no video games, no toys. And I say that with purpose, not neglect. Because what my children truly need, what they have always needed, isn’t another object. It’s our time, our presence, and our attention.
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I get asked this a lot: “How do you get your kids to actually go to Mass or church?” And honestly, it’s not a one-size-fits-all answer. But here’s the truth: it starts young. I’ve been taking my children to church since they were toddlers, starting with my firstborn, and the key has always been modeling faith in real life.
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It’s about half an hour before the end of the workday. My brain is fried, my to-do list is laughing at me, and I’m just trying to wrap things up when, ding!, the first text rolls in.
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Mom on the go in Holy Toledo 