Four years ago, our "goddaughter" Haley married Jonathan and had the most beautiful wedding, everything a girl could dream of, and the fruit of lots of plans. What was not in the plans, however, was spending the next four years trying to conceive a baby. Month after month of being disappointed, while doing everything medically possible as Catholics, was so very difficult for them. During times like this, there is not much one can do except pray, and pray we did. Every morning in the car on the way to school, at least one of us would pray for Haley to have a baby, each rosary at night was offered for a baby, every family novena was prayed with the specific intention of Haley getting pregnant.
We were at Mass one summer Sunday, and out pastor mentioned that our parish would be participating in a 54 day Rosary Novena. But what really caught my ear was that it was set to start on Brendan's birthday and end on Phil's birthday. We got into the car after Mass and I told our family that we were being called to do this novena. I printed out a calendar and hung it on the fridge to keep track:











