Home

I am not a devoted fan of “American Idol” but I have watched it in the past. One of my favorite winners was Phillip Phillips, who made the song, “Home” very popular. I got to thinking about other songs about home. There is “Home” by Michael Bublé and “I’ll be Home for Christmas” made popular by Bing Cosby. There is the other Christmas favorite, “There’s No Place like Home for the Holidays.”

In Phillips’ version, one of his lyrics say: “Know you’re not alone ‘cause I’m going to make this place your home.” Another line says: “Settle down. It’ll all be clear!” In Bublé’s song, he just “wants to go home.” And, certainly, at Christmas there is definitely “no place like home.”

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Little White Guest

The month of May brings with it many things. We see many transformations in nature—beautiful flowers of myriad colors, greener vegetation and more verdant landscapes. We hear more chirping birds, feel more gentle breezes and sense a stronger presence of the sun and its warmth.

May also means more events to cherish—Mother’s Day, Memorial Day, graduations and First Communions. It is the latter that I want to focus on. My grandson will be making his First Communion and it has caused me to reflect. It has brought me back to my own First Communion at St. Anthony’s Church. I still have a picture of me standing in front of the altar, hands clasped in prayer wearing my white dress and veil. There are moments of that day that I remember distinctly. I can recall processing into the church from the school, and I can remember going back to church in the afternoon to get our scapulars. It must have been a part of the ceremony in the 50’s to get scapulars to mark our devotion to Mary.