My priest talked about resurrection, but he also talked about death. He talked about Mary holding her son; he talked about a kid he knew who hemorrhaged on a touch football field after hitting his head and the kid’s mother and her grief.

It was a rough homily for me.

And then he talked about how we would all be restored to our bodies after the second coming. And how the boy’s mother would get to hold her living son again and rejoice in his — in their — resurrection.

And I really wanted to be comforted by that, I did. But I kept wondering how old Gabriel would be. Would he be a baby? In our new bodies, would he grow up? Would we be a family of five (or more?) in the New World?

I know I let the details get in the way of the message of hope. And that’s not like me, especially at this point in my journey. I don’t know what I’m fighting. I’m not 100% sure what all I am grieving.

On the plus side, on Easter morning, Flora walked into the room where her sister and her father were sleeping and declared: “Something wonderful has happened!” She was referring to the Easter bunny’s arrival, of course. But maybe that’s what I need to remember, the root of my Catholic faith: something wonderful happened. Maybe I need to let go of the other stuff — again.

*This is my reaction to this very simple post at Glow in the Woods

The Great Twitter Experiment of 2010

I made it 40 days and nights (mostly) without Twitter. And honestly, it was like quitting smoking.

I missed it a lot the first two weeks.

The next two weeks, I didn’t miss it quite as much.

The last two weeks of Lent? I didn’t think about it much at all. I didn’t even think about it on Easter until 3 p.m. — no lie.

And I still didn’t jump on until Monday.

I’m still sussing out what I’ve learned about how I use(d) Twitter.

I had five posts about what I missed about having access to Twitter:

1. Instant information (and/or opinion).
2. Instant (or nearly so) contact (i.e. for baby sitting requests fer instance).
3. Traffic and weather updates.
4. Restaurant reviews and/or suggestions.
5. The ease of fundraising.

(And, yes, they are mis-numbered. I skipped III)

But otherwise, although I missed the connection with people, I clearly saw the way Twitter was taking over the way I spent time. And now that I’ve made the break, I need to figure out how to make it stick. While also going back to Twitter.

I will be using Twitter in the five ways I mentioned above. I’ve organized the people I follow into lists (I know, I know, I’m slow; sue me). I will also have to limit my time on Twitter to certain times of the day (one way I hope the lists will come in handy).

I’m still figuring out things on the professional side, which hasn’t gone as well as I have liked. (But, hey, I still have a full-time job, knock wood.) And it ain’t over ’til it’s over, right?

All in all, it was positive, and I’m glad I did it. It helped me re-prioritize how I spend my time.

Besides, it’s hard to be on top of that potty training thing when you’re on Twitter. Trust me on that.