A mother's reflections on raising a gay son, navigating Catholicism, and finding a church where everyone belongs.

About Me

My greatest joy is being mom to three wonderful sons, and now, "Gigi" to their kids too. One of my sons is gay, and I couldn't be prouder of the man he's become. His two brothers are phenomenal allies, and watching the way they love and support each other has taught me more about faith in action than any sermon ever could. And now watching that same love pass down to the next generation is a gift that I don't take for granted.

My own journey through faith hasn't always been a straight line. It's had its share of questions, growth, and moments that stretched me in ways I didn't expect. But through it all, I've come to believe that love is the whole point, and that showing up for the people you care about is the truest way to live it out.

This blog is where I share pieces of that journey. Thanks for stopping by.

"This is the story of how a cradle
Catholic mother came to question the faith tradition that shaped her life, not because
she lost her love for God, but because she
could no longer reconcile that love with
a church that asked her child to hide, deny, or diminish who he was created to be."

A mother's reflections on raising a gay son, navigating Catholicism, and finding a church where everyone belongs.

About Me

"This is the story of how a cradle Catholic mother came to question the faith tradition that shaped her life, not because she lost her love for God, but because she could no longer reconcile that love with a church that asked her child to hide, deny, or diminish who he was created to be."

"This is the story of how a cradle
Catholic mother came to question the faith tradition that shaped her life, not because
she lost her love for God, but because she
could no longer reconcile that love with
a church that asked her child to hide, deny, or diminish who he was created to be."