If my dad weren’t such a nice guy, I think I would be a pretty big disappointment. Having grown up in Philadelphia, my father is a diehard Phillies baseball fan, watching every last game, beginning...
Gifts are symbols. They embody the feelings that you have towards a person, whether those are good, bad or mixed. It’s no wonder there’s so much pressure to find the perfect holiday gift; how do you...
Alas, you’ve been pulled into another white elephant gift exchange. Are you trying to erase those horrible memories of white elephants past? You know, the one where you were left with one dirty sock...
It’s that time of year again — time for peppermint mochas and Michael Buble’s Christmas album paired with runny noses, itchy eyes and throats full of phlegm. Everyone is coughing during lecture...
I stopped attending Mass regularly during high school. My father had taken my brothers and me to our local parish from the age we could sit still for an hour. But I increasingly became at odds with my...
