The Guilt We Cling To

No one has ever criticized me for being a work-from-home mom. Not even once. And yet I go through a periodic…cyclical, perhaps?…festival of self-loathing. My house isn’t clean enough. My kids’ personal habits and academic/physical/fill-in-the-blank achievements aren’t enough. My flower beds aren’t pretty enough. My life is a long series of “should-have”‘s, and if only…

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Guilt is not a bugaboo

Catholics catch a lot of flak about guilt. Supposedly, we’re much more susceptible to it…something about the nature of the faith. I don’t know that I buy that, anyway, but I’ve been thinking lately that guilt really gets bad rap, unfairly so. Guilt, after all, is the sign of an active conscience. It’s generally the…

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