I sat down to write a piece on Easter Sunday and inevitably I am brought first to Good Friday. For just as Venerable Fulton Sheen wrote, “Unless there is a Good Friday in your life, there can be no Easter Sunday,” without the painful cross of infertility, our family would not be the miracle that it is. My womb never bore children, I remain infertile almost eight years after my husband and I said “I do”. This might look like an abject failure, like the absence of a miracle, bu

Discerning next steps can be challenging enough on your own, but discerning as a married couple is sometimes even harder. When it comes to..

It happened again the other night. I had put my oldest son to bed and was headed into my youngest’s room when I heard a faint whisper...