by jeanbriese | Mar 22, 2017 | Great Help, Reflections Of A Catholic Woman
We began our journey on the day of our visit at 5:30 in the morning as we walked/prayed through the Via Dolorosa (the actual stations of the cross.) It was early dawn, before the markets were open. We were there during the Muslim holiday of Ramadan, so in old... by jeanbriese | Mar 26, 2014 | Family Reflection- Part 2, Great Help, Memoir, Reflections Of A Catholic Woman
It was a Monday. I was getting ready for work, when six-year-old Allison, after overhearing a conversation the night before, asked me a question. “Grandma, why is Grandma Bobbi scared?” (Those darn kiddos, they hear everything, even when you think they aren’t paying... by jeanbriese | Sep 18, 2012 | Family Reflection- Part 2, General, Great Help, Memoir, Reflections Of A Catholic Woman
Hurricane Katrina was the deadliest and most destructive Atlantic hurricane of the 2005 Atlantic hurricane season. It was the costliest natural disaster, as well as one of the five deadliest hurricanes in the history of the United States. In February 2007, 18 months... by jeanbriese | Feb 26, 2012 | Family Reflection- Part 2, General, Great Help, Reflections Of A Catholic Woman
When Allison was a toddler, we used to hold her up to the wall where all our family photos were displayed and play “Who’s that?” You have probably played this with your own kids. “Who’s that?” we would ask. “Grampa Briese,” Allison would reply. This was a way for... by jeanbriese | Feb 12, 2012 | Family Reflection- Part 2, General, Great Help, Reflections Of A Catholic Woman
I had a doozie of a secret I was keeping from my husband. I am not sure really how it started; an oversight perhaps, a simple mistake, maybe I genuinely needed help (gasp). But once this simple little error was born, I conceived in my mind that it was something I... by jeanbriese | Jan 28, 2012 | Family Reflection- Part 2, General, Great Help, Reflections Of A Catholic Woman
One Sunday morning after Mass, I was having a conversation with the priest, and somehow the subject turned to community. “You do not have community here,” he stated. I asked him why he felt that way and he replied, “People are here for Mass and they put on their...