In her later years, whenever she could, my mother got into the habit of leaving traces of herself in hidden places around our house (under a seat cushion or beneath a bed mattress...). What did she leave? Things of herself or her belongings that she no longer used. For example, a strand of her white ...
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Orthodox family life
A Story to Be Told
My grandson, Elia, is someone who spends his day bathing in joy. You can never see him frowning. Were it to happen, it would be a fleeting parenthesis. His secret is not unknown to whoever knows him. His secret is love. My grandson’s relationship with his father is a story to be told. His eyes ...
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No child, in this world, deserves to be grieved over his parents’ quarrels. Outright quarrels kill the soul. I know children for whom the passage of time was not helpful for recovering from this trauma. You all know this; those who insist on quarrelling know it just as the people of peace know it. How ...
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My wife deals with the moment. The whole life is going to the end. However, in her life, she spends herself right now, that is, at all times, to love, to all: near and far, especially these last days, to our four grandchildren. Fatigue, there is no room for fatigue in her care for them. ...
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When one of my grandchildren visits us, he imposes his program on us. This is what we had experienced before. God gave us three children, two of whom, out of God's generosity, got married, and got children. Caring for a child differs from caring for a grandchild. The grandchild is more capable of overturning most ...
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