“You know, it’s not meant to be a reciprocal relationship,” I told the client who was sitting across from me in my psychotherapy office. He’d been lamenting...
Author - Teresa Coda
As a former youth minister, I’ve played a lot of getting-to-know-you-type games in my adulthood. My main takeaway from all the icebreakers is that it serves a...
I wasn’t particularly offended a couple of months ago when my 4-year-old told me that she wishes Aunt Sarah were her mom because Aunt Sarah is “more fun.” For...
Anyone who has ever driven more than 60 miles with small children in the car, sat in a pediatrician’s office with a toddler eagerly anticipating their...
It’s not without some degree of pride, and equal parts delight, that my children’s most requested bedtime song at the moment is the Litany of the Saints. I...
On June 24, 2023, at 9:17 p.m., my internal schema of people most dear to me rearranged itself to make room for our family’s newest member: an impossibly sweet...
When we recently named our baby boy “Jude,” I swore to myself I wouldn’t be singing the Beatles’ top-selling single to him around the clock. It just seemed, I...
If a tree falls in a forest and there is no one around to hear it, does it still make noise? If a person lifts their praises and petitions to God without...
One thing I didn’t expect about working at a parish named Our Lady of Sorrows was the frequency with which friends, acquaintances, and strangers, upon hearing...