What has changed in grief and what has stayed the same.

Hello, my name is Kelly Breaux, Mother of Emma Grace, Talon Antoine, and Christian Ryan. These are the children that I want to remember.

Last year came with a lot of firsts for me. The first time we have closed our perpetual adoration chapel in 34 years at our home parish. The first time we couldn’t go to mass in person in over a century—a new disease with no predictability. Quarantine and mask-wearing are a normal routine for a large number of the friends and family that I love.

One of our liturgical celebrations in January is the Feast of the Epiphany of the Lord.

Are you Catholic enough? A response from a grieving mother, when invited to support group, sent Red Bird Ministries Director of Families, Joy Boudreaux on a contemplation journey questioning herself, am I even Catholic enough?

“he shall wipe every tear…..”

If life had gone according to my will, this was to be Vivienne’s first Christmas.

I was looking for divine comfort as I tried to prepare myself for having to be induced

This is our WHY!

The word journey has always bothered me.

Joy Boudreaux - Director of Families - Welcome to the team.

I just HAD to drop a line to share some feelings I had about this weekend. 

As I walk into the chapel across the floor,

the boards creak as I kneel to adore.

The lace upon my head elevated my heart to God, and words kept coming to my heart. Bride, love, daughter, princess, grace, my beloved tangled together with the words wife, beautiful, holiness, matrimony, vows, rings, and lastly commitment.

By Joy Boudreaux

In ANY type of child loss, but most especially when miscarriages or stillbirths or infant losses occur, it seems to me that dads get treated as if they’re invisible. This unfortunate reality, though, puts grieving dads in very good company. St. Joseph seems to have been an ‘invisible dad’ too.

By Joy Guidry Boudreaux

The Great Covid-19 Quarantine of 2020. Yes, folks, we are living history. Just like our kids ask us what it was like to live through 9/11, our grandkids and even our kids (for those of us with littles) will ask us what was it like to live through the quarantine. I’m trying to focus on and remember the positives. The slower pace of things.

By Kelly Breaux

I know I’m not always dainty about my grief, and sometimes I can appear to be a mess, but the reality of my heart is that I’m really not afraid to share my insecurities with others. It comes with the territory of knowing who my audience is and embracing the gift that God has given to me and has asked of me.