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Going to the Chapel

"I will never, ever get married again. EVER!" ~ Me

Those were the words I was uttering about two years ago. I wasn't just saying them in anger or frustration due to the fact that I had finally extricated myself from a very lousy nine year marriage. I meant them with every fiber of my being. I wasn't against falling in love again at some point in the future, but I was making a lot of effort to put my life back together so I could become the person that I wanted to be. My plans did not include joining myself with another person for the rest of my life again, especially when I could have a great life without a partner or husband; which by the way, I still believe can be done!



As is true for most things in this life, we never account for the unexpected as we go along on our journey. My unexpected was Chuck. This incredible, loving, gentle soul who literally just popped up in my life at a time I never expected and in a place that I certainly never expected to find the one…

2011 Holiday Reflection

"The unexamined life is not worth living." ~ Socrates

As we all sit in the midst of the holiday season and the end of the year descends upon us, I like to sit back and think about what this year has brought for me both in regards to my blog and for me personally.


This time last year was dramatic and stressful for a variety of reasons. Two days before Christmas, one of my friends was laid to rest. Upon returning home from her funeral, I found my beloved dog suddenly having difficulty walking and crying out in pain every time she moved. This led to an urgent visit to my vet that afternoon and a subsequent visit to the veterinary emergency room the next day, which happened to be Christmas Eve day. Due to the horrendous incompetence of my dog’s medical providers, she ended up being paralyzed by the day after Christmas. This resulted in an emergency trip to MSPCA Angell in downtown Boston, during a blizzard, for an emergency evaluation and surgery.



I think back to that time and to …

Music and Love

"The total person sings not just the vocal chords." ~ Esther Broner
"Singing is a way of escaping. It's another world. I'm no longer on earth." ~ Edith Piaf



Every year my church has a Christmas Cantata. Last year, our Cantata was going to be my first concert as I had just joined the choir about six weeks prior to the performance. A good friend of mine, Kathy, was a long standing member of the choir at that time and had encouraged me, despite many physical obstacles, to join the choir as she knew my passion for singing. Tragically, my dear friend died suddenly on December 17th, two days before our performance. It was a very difficult time to say the least. The cantata was a blur. My clearest memory of the event that day was the effort I, and the rest of my choir members, had to make to keep from crying while we were singing that morning.


One year has passed since that terrible week and another Christmas Cantata has arrived. I was looking forward to making n…

To My Friend ~ One Year Later

You can read To My Friend written on December 17, 2010 here: http://www.christinemolloy.com/2010/12/to-my-friend.html

"Death ends a life, not a relationship." ~ Robert Benchley

It has been almost one year since you left us my friend. I have been thinking about you a lot lately, especially as we get ready for another Christmas Cantata.  As December approached this year, I found it very difficult to think about the events that happened at this time last year. It felt like I was mourning you all over again, although to a lesser degree. But that has changed over the past week. I gave myself the time and the space I needed to grieve again and now I am  remembering the good times. When I think of asparagus and copper pennies, I cannot help but smile. As next weekend approaches, I just want to remember you with smiles and with laughter. I think that is how you would want it.


Mary sits in your choir seat now. It seemed like the right thing to do after your memorial service...the healt…

Not All Rainbows and Puppy Dogs...

As I laid in my bed last night wide awake at 3am with a raging headache and painful, dry eyes that burned like hell, I realized something. One single truth that although I was not oblivious to before, all of a sudden hit me like the freight train that sometimes runs through my backyard in the middle of the night.


The truth is this:

This illness will affect me the rest of my life. I cannot escape it.




That, my friends, is a very unsettling and tragic thought at the moment.

And I am tired of it. I go through phases like this when I get discouraged and I know I will see it differently at some point; maybe as soon as tomorrow. But for this moment, it is just hard. My health has been very unpredictable recently and has been that way since about May. After receiving a steroid injection last month, I had a good run for about three weeks and then the breathing issues started again. Issues that I have not experienced this significantly in about a year and a half. Over this past weekend, they se…

Would You Like Some Shepherd's Pie?

“A hungry man is not a free man.” ~ Adlai E. Stevenson

"A hungry man can't see right or wrong. He just sees food." ~  Pearl S. Buck


What would it take for you to go to a soup kitchen for a meal? What would it take for you to bring your two small children to a soup kitchen? Would you feel defeated? Worthless? Relieved?



The Loaves and Fishes community kitchen, headed by the Open Pantry Community Services in Springfield Massachusetts, is a program that provides meals to people who are poor or homeless in the Greater Springfield area. It serves lunch and dinner 365 days a year to whomever walks through their doors. No questions asked.  Many people who seek out a meal there are homeless or very close to becoming homeless. They are children, adults, and elderly. They are people who may be disabled, mentally ill or struggle with an addiction. They are human beings.



Every few months I go to the Loaves and Fishes community kitchen with members of my church to serve a meal that is…

My Writing Voice....My Permanent Voice....

I attended a writing conference this past October and happened to have the good fortune of sitting next to a woman who belongs to a writing group in Amherst, MA. I expressed an interest in learning more about this group and she invited me to a meeting which I am sitting at as I write this.



The group is a different format than the writing group I attend in Connecticut. In this Amherst group, we initially have a five minute writing session where we write whatever we want. This is followed by a brief reading and commenting of our work. Then there are two more thirty minute writing periods that morning, also followed by reading and commenting. I thoroughly enjoyed my experience today and the following essay is what came out of my writing this morning. It was interesting for me to see that despite the fact that I didn't have a topic in mind to write about when the group started, the ideas and words just flowed...




I sit in a room with four strangers. I feel excitement and some apprehen…