Religion

While preparing to go home after nearly five months in various hospitals and rehabilitation centers, I received a missive from Sr. Joan Chittister, who spoke of the value of playing. 

When a person is down and out, feeling sorry for himself or herself, and wondering if life is worth living after all, it’s a grace to meet others who are in a similar situation but have a completely different response to it.

I  cannot pretend that I have a huge fan club chomping at the bit to read, report, record, and otherwise recall every word that falls from my mind to my computer to print in Tidelines, but I do receive email messages from folks who are interested in how I got started doing this column.