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Ask me about my granddoggie
By Alan Bodnar Ph.D.
Some of the nicest people I know have dogs. Either their number is increasing or they are poised in an ever-tightening circle around me until I shall soon hear nothing but...
A walk through time and history
By Alan Bodnar Ph.D.
Sometimes we have to remind ourselves to slow down, especially when we travel. And so my wife and I started the morning with breakfast in a park near our London hotel, relaxing...
Traveling with the eyes of faith
By Alan Bodnar Ph.D.
I thought I knew all the benefits of travel but a recent trip to England introduced me to one I had yet to consider, travel as an act of faith. In its theological meaning,...
Irrepressible soul
By Alan Bodnar Ph.D.
In a book group discussing the spirituality of caring for people with dementia, it doesn’t take long before we begin to discuss how dementia affects the personhood of the...
The surprising life of Sister Mary
By Alan Bodnar Ph.D.
At the risk of appearing to be living a cliché of the retired life, I must say that I have been spending more time these days reading obituaries. It could be because I have...
One Perfect Life
By Alan Bodnar Ph.D.
“There is not a short life or a long life. There is only the life that you have and the life you have is the life you are given, the life you work with. It has its own shape,...
The next best thing to being there
By Alan Bodnar Ph.D.
Today there are more ways than ever to stay in touch with family and friends and, as I am discovering, each has its own preferred modes of expression, rules of etiquette,...
Pruning our lives
By Alan Bodnar Ph.D.
It is a warm Friday morning in April and my wife is out to an estate sale. If she sees anything interesting, she will buy it or, if it is something big or expensive, she will...
Stuck
By Alan Bodnar Ph.D.
He said he didn’t care what happened to him so he didn’t seem to be bothered that he was still in the custody of the court and confined to the hospital. His indifference...
Marking the passage of time
By Alan Bodnar Ph.D.
I have always been conscious of the passage of time and my place in its flow. As a small boy traveling by bus and subway from my suburban New Jersey home to visit my cousins in...