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  • Sunday Gratitude – 18.X.2026

    Sunday Gratitude – 18.X.2026

    Hi everyone! Glad to be back here. I’m still struggling with a lot, and there’s a lot that’s really overwhelming. However, I’m going to give it a shot as far as gratitude here.

    Most importantly, probably, is that my son had a surgery on his ear a couple of weeks back, and everything went really, really well. Yes, he had the same surgery back in February on the other ear, and it went really well, but there’s still a good bit of nervousness attached to all these things.

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    Secondly, I recently took part in the Serbian Orthodox Choral Association’s annual choir festival. Because it was only a week after the surgery, I wasn’t going to go, but then there were people who had signed up who either couldn’t go or couldn’t sing, and I was asked if there might be some way that I could go. I managed to get things arranged, and I went. It was an amazing trip, and I hope to write about it separately. Most of us who went ended up driving, including the people I rode with, but everything went off without a hitch, there were no accidents or incidents with the driving, and the event was a lot of fun. I am very grateful for that, and for getting to see the city and experience the city a little.

    If any of you are interested, our choir’s performance can be found here (our group starts at 45:15):

    The weather has gotten cooler, and I’m grateful for that (St. Louis at over 90F was quite a shock to the system). This just seems to be one of those patches that is especially rough, so I’d appreciate your prayers for me and my kids.

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    Thank you ever so much for following; you are amazing!


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  • Saturday on Substack – 6.V.2023

    Saturday on Substack – 6.V.2023

    As it seems to be the case a lot of the time, I’m behind with this (and pretty much everything else as well).

    Check me out over at Substack for a bit of a weekly roundup! https://breathofhallelujah.substack.com/p/saturday-on-substack-6v2023

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  • Spring of Cary: Holiday

    Spring of Cary: Holiday
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    Lisa over at Boondock Ramblings nudged me a bit to join in with the “Spring of Cary” a couple of weeks ago. Since my library had both An Affair to Remember and Holiday, I figured “Why not?”. Last week’s discussion wit her and Erin from Cracker Crumb Life was a lot of fun, so here I am. 🙂

    As usual, I knew nothing about the movie to start out with other than it came out in 1938. The plot of the movie revolves around Johnny Case, a young but “self-made” man, who meets a young woman named Julia while on vacation, and the two decide to get married. What he doesn’t know is that not only is she super-rich, her family is part of New York’s upper-crust society. As the film progresses, it becomes more and more clear that their vision for a shared life isn’t nearly the same. At the same time, Johnny meets Julia’s siblings, older sister Linda and younger brother Ned. Linda, coincidentally, was a student of one of Johnny’s mentor-friends.

    Now, I kept believing that at some point, everybody was going to pack up and go “on holiday” or something, but, the spoiler alert is that they really don’t. There’s “Holiday” in the sense that this film takes place more or less over the “Holiday” of New Year, and then there’s the “holiday” that Johnny dreams of but it still seems like it’s an odd name for the movie. I read later that it was adapted from a play, which does a lot to explain the limited number of settings in the film.

    As for the movie itself, Grant and Hepburn certainly were the stars. The 1930s “high style” was amazing – tails to church? Yes! – but it certainly does seem to belong to an era much, much earlier than the 1950s.

    I’m not sure, though, what the movie was trying to say. I suppose the best I can come up with is Ace of Base’s age-old question – “Is enough enough?”

    Obviously, the person that the audience is supposed to feel for is Johnny. He’s a man who, despite losing his parents early and having no money to depend on, started working at ten in order to make a life for himself. He’s done well, too – he’s got a good career, he’s educated (went to Harvard), and he wants more in life than what money can buy him. Above all else, he doesn’t want to wait until he’s retired to have a little “holiday”, he wants to get to a point where he can take some time off from the rat race and enjoy some time of his youth. He’d like to get married and Julia looks to be part of his plans.

    However, Julia neglects to tell him that she’s from “old money” and he neglects to tell her about his dreams for a “holiday”. At the beginning of the movie, the viewer sees Johnny enter her house through the staff entrance because he doesn’t suppose that she does anything but work there. As the two meet, the issue about asking Julia’s father for her hand in marriage presents itself. At this time as well, Johnny meets Julia’s sister Linda and her brother Edward (called “Ned” by his family) and it becomes apparent that there’s quite a lot of dysfunctionality amongst the siblings.

    While I am sure that Julia was happy to find someone who didn’t love her for her money or for her social circle, assuming someone would be happy to marry into that is a pretty big assumption. Johnny’s thoughts that there’s more to life than work and amassing wealth are admirable, but considering that this version of the film came out in the 1930s – the Great Depression – it smacks of being elitist and out of touch. Oh, poor Johnny! He can’t see himself working in business with a big house and servants because he needs a holiday first!

    Obviously, one of the “lessons” of the story is that selling one’s soul to the gods of business and riches is awful. However, neither Johnny or Linda or Ned seem like they know the “better way” out, to not lose one’s soul in the middle of all of this. A lot of the film is Johnny and Linda (Katharine Hepburn’s character) going back and forth with these issues, and it’s obvious that the two of them start falling for each other.

    Which makes me really wonder if this song was written after someone watched this movie:

    I’m not going to spoil the ending here, so I won’t go into the end of the film, but I just wanted to note two small things that were interesting to me, at least.

    In Julia’s family’s world (the Setons), there’s incredible formality. Yet Johnny is always called “Johnny” – I don’t know if it was unintentional or a thing to remind the viewer that he doesn’t inhabit the same social class as they do, but it got to be annoying. He’s a grown man in the 1930s – I’m sure that he’s “John” to all but his closest friends. What kind of drove this home was the switch between “Ned” and “Edward”.

    Secondly, the writer gave Johnny the last name “Case”. Now, I don’t know about you, but “Case” at one point was one of the biggest names in American “royalty”, thanks to Jerome I Case, founder of Case threshers. However, he was king of Racine, Wisconsin, (even before S.C. Johnson) and that doesn’t count for much, apparently, with the who’s who in New York. It was probably just a coincidence, but part of me kept thinking that even the play’s writer couldn’t get past a real “New York” bias.

    The other thing that was kind of interesting is that there is a little bit of “political” talk among the Seton siblings and their cousins, and I wonder if they’re referring to the communism or fascism (or both) sweeping across Europe in the 1930s. At one point, a number of the characters do something similar to a Hitler salute, but it’s with their left hands. Some people realized the dangers of both philosophies in the 1930s, but many were enamored of them as well.

    I had fun with this movie; I realize that I probably over-analyze a lot! Thanks to Lisa for recommending it, and now to hop over here to see what she’s written https://lisahoweler.com/2023/05/04/spring-of-cary-holiday/ and I’ll post Erin’s review when I see it.


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  • Wordless Wednesday #28 – Spring Flowers in Toulouse

    Wordless Wednesday #28 – Spring Flowers in Toulouse






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  • Lilla Rose May 2023 Update

    Lilla Rose May 2023 Update

    For the latest Lilla Rose posts, please check out the following:

    The author of this blog is a “Flexi Rep/Affiliate” with Lilla Rose, and is not employed by Lilla Rose. Purchases made through this link <https://www.lillarose.com/katja> will earn the author a commission.

    So… What ever happened to April? Things got so crazy here, I started neglecting my email, and a good bit into the month, I thought to myself “Oh, boy, I forgot to post about Lilla Rose!” Now it’s May, and this is what is going on with Lilla Rose this month!

    May’s “Mane Event” – which is on sale through tomorrow (May 3rd)

    Besides the normal “Mane Event” sale which runs on that item for the first three days of the month, there’s also a really good sitewide sale running for the same time period.

    The Retail Special is a “pick a stick” offer with an order of $50 or more.

    And… new releases!

    I have not been keeping up with the new releases at all, but a quick look shows a lot of flowery stuff at the top of the feed – perfect for (checks outside) spring! Yes, slowly we’re inching into spring here, despite winter not letting go very quickly – I mean, it’s been a week and a half since it snowed, so we’re doing good, right?

    It’s been close to a year since I first tried my first Lilla Rose product, and I’m still quite impressed. It’s also been a year since I learned how to use hair sticks and a year since I used elastics for ponytails. I have had my hair long for most of my life. For a lot of that time, it seemed like my hair had stopped growing, and generally, it would get to a length where the very tips will brush the seat when I’m sitting and not get any longer. Since switching away from normal ponytail holders, for the first time ever, I’ve noticed that my hair is getting past that length, despite “not growing” for years before this. Also, the ends are much less scraggly. Lilla Rose items are high-quality items that make it possible to stay away from the regular ponytail holders in a stylish and comfortable way.

    And Mother’s Day is coming up. (hint, hint…)

    Take care & use my link below!

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  • Sunday Gratitude – 30.IV.2023

    Sunday Gratitude – 30.IV.2023

    Christ is Risen!

    I am grateful for good friends. I’m grateful to be learning how to say “I love you” to them, and accept it when I hear that from them. I’m grateful that I got to meet up with a friend I hadn’t seen in almost a year, despite living within what is probably biking distance.

    I am grateful that one of my kids is taking part of a national competition in Texas right now. His team certainly doesn’t expect to be anywhere close to winning, but it should be a lot of fun, and it’s a big honor. Who knows if it’ll ever happen again.

    I am grateful to have gotten through the week. I hate when it comes down to saying that, but right now I’m under so much stress that I don’t doubt that it’s affecting my health.

    I’m grateful that the weather is slowly getting more like spring.

    I am grateful that a truth that has been hidden for a very long time is coming out. The situation is not good, but it’s not going to get any better without the truth being owned up to. Coincidentally enough, there may be another connection to St. Alexander with it. We shall see.

    And I’m grateful for the suggestion to watch the movie earlier this week… That was a lot of fun!

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    As always, I am grateful for each one of you reading, and for your prayers.


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  • Saturday on Substack

    Saturday on Substack

    I got this published just “under the line” last night on Substack. I’m way behind on posting in the other places. One step at a time.

    https://breathofhallelujah.substack.com/p/saturday-on-substack-29iv2023

    Hope your week has been good!


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  • Remembering Bryeon Hunter, ten years later

    Remembering Bryeon Hunter, ten years later

    The little boy in the Amber Alert flyer wasn’t smiling, but even with the pensive look, his bright eyes lit up the face of this handsome little child. I noticed immediately that he was wearing Lightning McQueen pajamas from the movie Cars. The movie had already been out for years, but was still a huge hit with little boys, and my own 21-month-old son was an absolute fanatic.

    His mother claimed that he had been kidnapped when “three Hispanic men” who kidnapped her and the child, but then only let her go. She claimed that the men had given her trouble before, and that they wanted to intimidate her to leave her home in Maywood, Illinois (a suburb of Chicago) because her family is black.

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    The thing is, it was all a lie. Bryeon’s mother randomly picked out men from booking photos to accuse of beating her and kidnapping the pair. The problem is, these were real people, and it took less than a day to clear all three due to the fact that one was in jail at the time, one turned himself in right away to clear his name, and the other was also easily cleared.

    Then the truth started to dribble out. The boy was not, in fact, kidnapped. He had been beaten and left for dead after his mother and her boyfriend were frustrated and upset with his lack of progress being potty-trained. After being beaten, he lay on the floor for hours, struggling for life, but no one helped him, and he died there. After he died, the two adults put his body in a backpack and dumped his body from a bridge into the nearby Des Plaines river. They “cleaned up” the scene and coached Bryeon’s 4-year-old brother with the story that they were going to tell police.

    It’s actually amazing how quickly the story fell apart. Had Bryeon been kidnapped, that speed may have saved his life. However, in this case, the child was dead to begin with.

    The Maywood police had trouble finding Bryeon’s body and eventually gave up. A local man by the name of Robert Larson spent most of the next month looking for him, finally finding the body on May 14. Not that race should have anything to do with it, but Larson is white, and it didn’t matter to him that this was a black child he was looking for, just that this was a dear child who had his life cut short way too early, and maybe he could do something for the dignity of this child in death, even if he couldn’t do so in life. Larson certainly was going through some hard times himself, but over the next five years, he also made sure that he made it to every court hearing to stand up for Bryeon.

    Now ten years have passed. Had he lived, Bryeon would be eleven, like my son is. He wouldn’t be so little anymore. There would be plenty of disagreements and fights along the way, but I can’t imagine doing anything so incredibly brutal and inhumane to a little boy like that, one’s own son or not. My son’s second birthday rolled around a couple of weeks before Bryeon’s would have. My son got to celebrate his, but Bryeon will always only have had that one birthday to celebrate. It’s so unbelievably sad.

    Ten years later, there’s not a word of remembrance to be found anywhere else on the internet. With all that has happened with “Black Lives Matter” and the like, it’s striking that there seems to be so little attention given to cases where, even when the innocent child is black, the murderers are black as well. That the mother here tried to make herself out to be the victim of racism and blamed real people solely on their Hispanic appearance also seems to get lost in the mix, but she did it to garner sympathy and, to some degree, it worked. Truly, Larson – supposedly of a “privileged caste” – showed more love to her son in death than she did in life.

    It’s been ten years, so these things are hard to find now, but I seem to remember some of the usual players going on about how difficult it is for black women and raising kids. Raising kids is incredibly hard, whether one is black, white, green, purple, or blue. It’s hard rich or poor. (Of course, being able to afford multiple nannies would probably help, but how many among us have that luxury?) Having a 4-year-old and 1-year-old at age 22 without the father(s) of the children around is excruciatingly hard. I don’t deny that. But that’s not racism, that’s the way the world has always been.

    I don’t write to make this a racial story, though. I write it to remember a little boy whose short life did matter and still does.

    Bryeon Christian Hunter – 9 July 2011-16 April 2013

    Memory eternal!


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  • Spring of Cary: An Affair to Remember

    Spring of Cary: An Affair to Remember
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    Lisa over at Boondock Ramblings nudged me a bit to join in with the “Spring of Cary” since the Christmas movie reviews (‘Tis the Season Cinema) last year ended up being so fun. I don’t know that I can do all of these, but we’ll see. I don’t know that before this morning I’d ever seen a Cary Grant movie in my life, so it’s interesting for me to see what I’ve “missed”.

    I checked the online availability of An Affair to Remember, and apart from trying to find pieces on YouTube or the like, I couldn’t find it for free. I then remembered that I’ve got a local library, and that they might have it, and fortuitously enough, they had this movie, and next week’s film, Holiday.

    (I hadn’t been to my local library in years. To put it bluntly, it’s awful. It’s the “regional” library for over 100,000 people, and I doubt it has more books than my grandma’s local library, which was for a town with a population well under 10,000. I remember reading several years ago that it has the fewest books per resident of any library “system” in the area. Their motto seems to be “well, if you really want something, you can use your library card in Kenosha too, so we’ll just let you drive down there to get it.” Not only that, but you’ve got to pay for parking anywhere near there!)

    In any case, the movie. It’s cliche, isn’t it, to say that they don’t make movies like this anymore. It did drag a little in some places, but it’s not too bad. All the characters have personalities with good and not-so-good things about them. For instance, it’s understandable how Terry might be in a place to love Ken, but then again, it’s understandable how she fell out of that place. Ken’s not an angel, but he’s far from a devil as well, and it’s things like this that keep the twists and turns of the movie believable.

    What’s incredibly interesting to me, at least, and which runs with a lot of what I write about here is the depiction of religion in the film. You see, Terry is a Catholic, Nickie’s grandmother is a Catholic, and the assumption is that even if he’s not necessarily practicing, Nickie is as well. There’s no mention of this until Nickie and Terry disembark from the ship, and they have the opportunity to visit Nickie’s grandmother. Nickie’s grandmother is well-to-do, and she lives on a property that has its own private chapel. When Terry hears about this, she asks the grandmother if she may go in to pray. Here we have that:

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    There she is, praying before Mary, her head covered and everything. (As another aside, the grandmother was wearing all black which was traditional in some places.) The scene is respectful, and when Nickie comes in to join her, the dynamics of her sincerely praying and him seeming kind of lost is something that one doesn’t see on film now. This movie was also made before Vatican II, so these would definitely be a time of the old style, Latin masses in Roman Catholic Churches.

    I’m not Catholic, nor have I ever been. However, the scene struck me because it is different from Orthodox practice (we typically don’t have religious statues) but as a former Protestant, I can see how it can be interpreted as she is “worshipping” Mary. In the Catholic and Orthodox Churches, Mary is honored and extolled and venerated, but not worshipped. As with other saints, we ask for her prayers – our intercessions – to God on our behalf. Being as she was mother to Jesus, we understand that her prayers are particularly “heard” by God. If I would have seen this movie before I was Orthodox, though, I wouldn’t have understood that; I’d be pretty perplexed, as I really didn’t know any Catholics with whom I could talk about religion until I was in college. As someone who understands this somewhat better now, it strikes me as quite beautiful, and the assistance Terry finds later in the movie through the Catholic Church makes more sense in this light.

    In any case, the story revolves around Nickie and Terry, two “kind-of” single people who find themselves on a voyage back to the US from Europe without their “almost” partners. They find themselves falling for each other, but have to decide if it’s worth giving up certain “perks” of their current lives to follow love with each other. There’s a subtext, here, too, that neither of them are particularly young. Cary Grant (Nickie) was over 50 when this movie was made though looked 40, and Deborah Kerr (Terry) was 36. This isn’t a story of young kids falling in love, but of two individuals who are older and somewhat disillusioned with their prospects, despite how wonderful those prospects appear from the outside.

    Oh, boy, and what glamor with all the 1950s styling! The dresses and suits! The cars and furniture and “luxury touches”! Even though I was watching this movie on the 7″ screen of a portable DVD player that is 10 years old, it still was impressive! (That being said, there are a couple of scenes that the fake backgrounds still looked fake on said 7″ screen!)

    Were this a Russian movie, the movie would have been about 30 minutes shorter, and would have ended with the car accident and then Nickie would have ended up dead six months later from alcoholism. But it’s an American movie in the era of hope, and so the film doesn’t end that way. It’s been kind of an awful day, stress-wise, and I ended up crying at the end because there is hope there, that even with the broken people that we are, we can get past the Russian endings to something better.

    Anyway, I recommend the movie, and I’m glad that Lisa suggested participating. I haven’t read it yet, but her review can be read here: https://lisahoweler.com/2023/04/27/spring-of-cary-an-affair-to-remember/ and Erin’s review at Cracker Crumb Life can be found here: https://crackercrumblife.com/2023/04/27/the-spring-of-cary-grant-an-affair-to-remember/.

    Now, I’m off to reading what they wrote!


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  • Wordless Wednesday #27 – Scenes from the life of the toddler photographer

    Wordless Wednesday #27 – Scenes from the life of the toddler photographer

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  • Being an Easter People

    Being an Easter People

    I first heard of Nadia Bolz-Weber from K.J. Ottinger four-and-a-half years ago with this post, which is amazing: To Be the Chaplain, a quasi-review of Bolz-Weber’s books “Accidental Saints” and “Pastrix“. It’s a post well worth reading, and you should. However, I didn’t keep up on Bolz-Weber because although some of her writings are brilliant, she’s not always my “cup of tea” and I think some of it comes down to the fact that I feel like I’m living the life that she rebelled against.

    However, I was doing a search for “saints” on Substack, and I noticed that she has a site over there. I clicked over, and found this, which is brilliant: Resurrection is Messy. It’s an Easter sermon that she gave at a men’s prison. Wow.

    I’m not going to recap the piece, because I don’t think that there’s much that I can say that wouldn’t detract from the original. However, one of the lines she uses, describing Christians as an “Easter people” – the depth of that is incredible. Yes, the Christian faith hinges on Christ’s incarnation, death, and Resurrection, and I think those parts have been preached about a lot; they are fundamental to the understanding of Christianity as a faith.

    This isn’t exactly the tact that Bolz-Weber’s piece takes, but it’s close enough that I think it is the corollary to what she did write. She speaks about how Christ still bore the scars of crucifixion after His Resurrection, not because God couldn’t have “healed” those as well, but that they serve as a testimony to the pain that suffering Christ went through, but that He overcame that; it’s not where His story ended. It speaks to hope, the hope in Him that does not disappoint, His love for us, and the expectation of “the resurrection from the dead, and the life of the world to come”. Joy, if you will. Even if these times are extremely difficult right now. We are Easter People, and it is the light that we carry even in the darkest times.

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