Today’s stop on the Catholic Family Fun Book Tour is a raw and honest account of one mom’s reaction to my book.
Sherry Antonetti and I have known each other for quite a while virtually, and when she asked to be a part of the tour, I was thrilled.
She’s a mom of many, a writer of humor, and an all-around great lady. I was pretty sure there would be at least something in Catholic Family Fun that would appeal to Sherry and her family, but I was in no way prepared for what she wrote.
It brought tears to my eyes. I recognized the woman she wrote about: it is me. All too often, I am her.
It’s worth reading the whole thing, not because she promotes my book but because she speaks to the harried mom I slip into:
We need play. We need to become like little children. The fallen world absent play, is hard and unpleasant. Even family can become a dull caste system if there aren’t the moments of stolen joy. So I needed this book as a reminder. I saw how there were moments today that could have been painted purple or glittered. There were things I could have done to make today luminous. And it wasn’t a guilt thing, it was the Holy Spirit addressing my other concerns which were making me anxious, it was a wake up call to my heart to be more fully Martha, as she is when she meets Jesus the second time.
Thanks, Sherry, for such a wonderful review!
