Tuesday, September 24, 2024


September 24, 1955

Dear Diary,

This morning, Mini and I set out for our early walk to Church, the sky still painted in soft hues of dawn. Mini was full of energy, wagging her little bottom as she trotted alongside me. When we arrived at Church, she was eager to greet everyone, her eyes bright and tail-less body wiggling with excitement. Each familiar face brought a smile to her, and it was so sweet to see how happy she made the parishioners. Some bent down to pat her head, while others just laughed at her enthusiasm. Mini truly has a way of spreading joy wherever she goes.

As usual, I handed out the Gospel readings. Today’s reading was from Luke 8:19-21, where Jesus told the crowd that His true family consists of those who hear the word of God and act on it. Father LeRoy’s homily expanded on this, reminding us that our family of faith is just as important as those related by blood. He also shared a quote from St. John Henry Newman: "God has created me to do Him some definite service; He has committed some work to me which He has not committed to another. I have my mission—I may never know it in this life, but I shall be told it in the next." His words made me think of my own mission, and how perhaps even small acts of kindness, like Mini’s cheerful greetings, are part of that purpose.

After Mass, Father LeRoy gave me a wonderful surprise! He told me to watch for the mailman this week—there’s an early birthday present coming my way for October 2nd! I can hardly contain my excitement. I wonder what it could be!

In the afternoon, Sister Mary Claire and I drove to Tom’s new cabin at Lake Okoboji. Tom had heard about some fires in the area and asked if we would drive to the lake and check things out. Judy packed us a picnic lunch, and she made Hayden and Caleb’s famous egg salad sandwiches from the Breakfast Club recipe. They were  just what we needed for the trip.

Here’s the recipe for those egg salad sandwiches:

6 boiled eggs, chopped finely
2 tablespoons mayonnaise
1 teaspoon mustard
1 tablespoon finely chopped celery
A dash of salt and pepper
A light sprinkle of paprika on top for extra flavor

Mix it all together and spread it over fresh bread. Simple, yet so tasty—especially when enjoyed outdoors by the lake!

The trip was perfect—just me, Sister Mary Claire, and Mini, enjoying the calm of the Lake and cabin. Everything is in good order, and we are staying overnight and my next diary entry will be from here, with Mini curled up beside me. 

Evening Prayer

Dear Lord,
Thank You for the joy that fills each day,
For Mini’s wagging welcome to every face we meet.
May her simple love remind me to spread kindness
In all that I do.
Watch over us as we rest tonight,
Let Your peace settle in our hearts,
And bless us with the strength to serve You always.
Amen.


Goodnight, dear diary.

Love,
Kathy



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