Tuesday, December 1, 2009

writing wednesdays: 'spotlight' series: introducing donna marie cooper o'boyle!

Writing Wednesdays:



Spotlight's on...

Donna Marie Cooper O'Boyle!

When I first “met” Donna Marie during an online exchange in which we connected over our lives as mothers and writers, her first book, Catholic Prayer Book for Mothers, had just come out. Five more books, all of which affirm the vocation of motherhood, followed in quick succession. And finally, this month her much-anticipated book chronicling her decade-long friendship with Blessed Mother Teresa of Calcutta (a.k.a. Mother Teresa), Mother Teresa and Me: Ten Years of Friendship, will be available. Peace Garden Mama is delighted to have Donna as its December “Spotlight” guest!


Donna, it has been such a privilege to watch you over these last years flourishing as a writer/speaker/author. What factors prompted you to become a writer, and what dictated the subject matter on which you would focus?

Thank you very much, Roxane. It’s an honor to have this interview with you. Thanks for thinking of me. I really love your blog and like what you’re doing with it. May God bless you much in your endeavors!

To answer your question regarding what prompted me to become a writer, the only way to answer that is to say that God did! He made me who I am and because there are matters that surround me that need to be spoken about - for instance, the dignity of every human life - I need to speak up. I wrote much about life as I grew up, feeling passionate about sharing my views (the Church’s) in attempts to inspire others. When I married and became a mother, I wrote about motherhood. I would squeak out op-ed articles for the newspaper during naptime when I could, but I knew that my focus was to be on my family and I didn’t need to worry about expressing it in writing if time didn’t allow. I immersed myself in motherhood and all it entailed.

The subject matter was dictated by my life – what I lived, breathed, and believed in. Because of God’s grace and our Blessed Mother’s intercession, I was a prayerful and faithful person, wanting to do God’s will, and so I feel that God guided my hand.

You wrote one of your books while on bed rest while pregnant with one of your children. While you were writing that book, did you envision that it would someday be in book stores across the country and world? What does this particular title say about the waiting we must do, not only in our lives as mothers but in our lives in general?

Yes, actually several came out of that pregnancy, but I think you are referring to Prayerfully Expecting: A Nine Month Novena for Mothers To Be. As I wrote it, I did hope that it would be a book one day to give encouragement, hope and a prayerful pregnancy to expectant mothers everywhere. I had no idea of the outcome of that pregnancy and needed to hope against all hope and pray and trust that my baby would survive. I feel God gave me the words to help other mothers sojourn through their joyful pregnancies as well as challenging and even sorrowful ones.

While I didn’t know if my book would ever see the light of day, I left it in God’s hands and in a cardboard box actually (the paper manuscript that I scribbled out as I lay on complete bed rest) and later on when I got a computer, on a floppy disc to pursue publishing when the time was right and my children were older.
As you know, Roxane, my daughter, Mary-Catherine survived that pregnancy, thank God, and is now eighteen years old! Blessed Mother Teresa prayed for me as well as many others, for which I am deeply grateful.

What about waiting, you ask? Life is all about waiting, isn’t it? Waiting and trusting and loving with all our hearts. God is in control, not us. We need to exercise a little patience, don’t we?

What is the hardest thing about being an author of religious works? Do you feel confined in any way, especially as you make your way out into the secular world?

I don’t feel any specific challenges or confinement being an author of religious works. I love what I do and I never worry about the secular world in terms of being in the way of what I do. I bring my faith into the streets throughout my daily life. So, I am not concerned about the contradictions. As Christians, and Catholics, we must strive to be a light to others in this darkened world, seemingly depleted in hope. We have to bring hope and prayer to others. This reminds me of my flight home from Rome recently when the plane started rocking violently through turbulent skies and everyone was frightened and some were crying. God allowed me to be a comfort to those around me and we prayed together. I actually taught them how to pray! It was amazing and God was praised! I plan to write about the experience sometime soon.

What have been some wonderful surprises about the life of an author/writer?

I suppose some of the surprises are that so many people know all about me! It surprises me many times when out at book-signings, giving retreats and events. Someone will come up to me and proceed to tell me all about myself! Things they have read in the news, heard on the radio or seen on TV, but for some reason, it always used to surprise me. I guess I am getting more used to it now.

Another surprise is something that happens at every book-signing and event starting with the very first. Many people who come to meet me have a story to tell and they all feel perfectly content with sharing it with me and asking for my prayers. This is a huge part of the ministry that God has started in my life. I am very happy that they all feel comfortable and also very happy to hold them in my heart and keep them in my prayers.

I really want to zero in on your newest book. Can you share with readers briefly how you came to know Mother Teresa? What new aspects of this remarkable woman have you been able to uncover here that have not previously been addressed in other books about her?

I met Mother Teresa more than twenty years ago in Washington DC while visiting my spiritual director, Fr. John A, Hardon S. J. I recount the details of my first meeting with Mother Teresa in my book, Mother Teresa and Me: Ten Years of Friendship. I was then blessed with a friendship that spanned a decade and was filled with letters and meetings with this holy woman. Of course, I don’t profess to uncover any unique news about this amazing “saint” of our time. In my book, I merely attempt to express in a simple weaving of words what it meant to me to know her and what I feel is her message to us.

If you could sum up what you learned from Mother Teresa in just a few words, what would they be? What is the main message she wished to tell the world?

We need to begin our love at home. Mother Teresa stressed so much that “love begins at home.” This very fact should alleviate or fears of not being able to run off to Calcutta to take care of God’s poor. We begin first at home and then reach out to our neighbors and community. The poor may not be someone near us who is starving for a piece of bread, but someone in our own family or neighborhood, starving for love. We need to ask God to enlarge our hearts so that we can be His love!

Your youngest child of five left the nest this year for college. How has that affected you, and was it worse/easier than you’d expected?

My daughter, Mary-Catherine just started college. Of course, it is always bittersweet when our “children” leave the nest. But for me, it is mostly bitter, since I don’t want to see them go! But, they must spread their wings and grow some more – it’s part of life. Our children are really only on loan to us to help mold and teach – steering them in the right direction.

It doesn’t get any easier when any child leaves the nest or leaves for college. I haven’t admitted to an empty nest yet, because in reality, two of my children who are in college actually still live at home. They are away for the college semesters. I’ll enjoy their company again very soon for a long Christmas break and summer will be around the corner. I am very connected to all of my children no matter how old they may be. My oldest will be thirty-three soon! Can you imagine that? I thought I was still thirty-three! Just kidding, but it’s hard for me to believe that Justin is turning thirty-three. That’s why I always let mothers in on a little secret, and that is that time speeds by and we really have to enjoy each moment with our families. Mothers will lament to me at times that the work in the home is never-ending or that the sibling rivalry is really getting to them. But, someday they’ll turn around and their kids will be grown and they’ll be wishing they were still in their arms. I say to them, “Please don’t wish those important moments and years away. Instead, relish in them!”

What is the best advice you can offer mothers who are still growing their families?

To BE THERE for them in every way. Pray for an extra dose of patience. Be patient with yourself too. And love them with all of your heart! It is far better to err on the side of love than not. Love is a decision, not a mere feeling. We have to DECIDE to be the best parents we can be to our children. Enjoy every moment.

Can you list each of your titles and give a one-sentence description of each so that readers can sort through which would be best suited to them or a special person in their life? Where can readers find your books?

Readers can find all of my books on my website. They can be ordered or pre-ordered, whatever the case may be, through my website: www.donnacooperoboyle.com. I offer free shipping on orders of ten books or more for study groups or for gift giving. I offer other deals as well on my website. Every copy ordered will be autographed.

~Catholic Prayer Book for Mothers (Our Sunday Visitor Publishing Company, 2005)

This is a hard cover compact 64-page book that can be tucked into a diaper bag or purse or kept within reach on a night stand or coffee table. It’s been so well received by moms and grandmoms, stepmothers, adoptive mothers and godmothers around the world that it’s in the seventh printing! It’s a Catholic bestseller. I’m told it has been life-changing!

~The Heart of Motherhood: Finding Holiness in the Catholic Home (The Crossroad Publishing Company, 2006)

This soft cover 158-page book for mothers, adoptive mothers, grandmothers, godmothers and stepmothers is packed with inspiration and encouragement to get through the joyful and challenging times in the trenches with the family. Mothers' groups have studied this book and some have expressed to me how it has changed their lives!

~Prayerfully Expecting: A Nine Month Novena for Mothers-To-Be (The Crossroad Publishing Company, 2007)

This book has a French fold cover and consists of 168 pages written while on complete bedrest during a pregnancy. It bears a foreword by Blessed Teresa of Calcutta and one from Monsignor David Q. Liptak. This book is a pregnancy prayer journal to pray with and record thoughts and prayers on provided spaces throughout one’s pregnancy; turning the pregnancy into a living novena of prayer while one awaits the arrival of their baby.

~Catholic Saints Prayer Book (Our Sunday Visitor Publishing Company, 2008)

This is a hard cover compact 80-page book that can be tucked away in a purse, briefcase or kept handy in the home or office to pick up for a bit of inspiration from the saints. It contains 32 saints with short bios and original prayers suitable for adults and children, especially Confirmation candidates.

~The Domestic Church: Room by Room: A Mother’s Study Guide (Circle Press, 2008)

I wrote this book as a study guide for Catholic Moms so that they could gather together, sharing insights and faith while focusing on all aspects of family life with the benefit of Church teaching at their fingertips! This book is being studied within groups all around the world and is very popular and in its second printing.

~Grace Café: Serving Up Recipes for Faithful Mothering (Circle Press, 2008)

This book was released at the same time as The Domestic Church and is also meant to encourage and inspire women in their marvelous vocation of motherhood. It explores many aspects of family life in a conversational way while offering “recipes” for domestic happiness.

~Mother Teresa and Me: Ten Years of Friendship (Circle Press, 2009)

This-192 page soft cover book speaks about my friendship with Blessed Mother Teresa and attempts to encourage the readers to realize their own individual call to holiness in every walk of life. I originally wanted to have this book be a biography of my beloved friend, but as I wrote, and with the encouragement later on by the publisher, I revealed a lot of personal parts of my life and included snippets of letters and entire letters from Mother Teresa to me. It became part biography, part memoir.

~ Another title forthcoming with Alpha/Penguin

This book will focus on the many aspects of Catholicism and will be published in 2011.

Donna, thanks so much for sharing these thoughts with us. Do you have a prayer that you could leave with us as we head toward the holy days of Christmas – something to help us stay focused on the reason we celebrate in the first place?

Thank you very much, Roxane. It’s been such a pleasure!

Dear Lord, help us to be mindful of You always here in our midst. Help us to love all those You have entrusted to our care. Help us to open our eyes to see You in our families, in our neighbors, friends, and strangers. Help us to bring Your love to those who may not know You and who are starving for Your love. Help us to be Your light to others so that they may see You in us and be drawn to You dear Lord. Please bless us at this holy time of waiting during Advent. Teach us to pause and to pray throughout our busy days while preparing our hearts for your coming, Lord! Amen.



Sunday, November 29, 2009

mama mondays: hug bugs

Mama Mondays: Hug Bugs

Me and Huggiest Bug, January 2003

I'm not sure what's gotten into my middle son, 7, but lately, he's been extra affectionate toward me. Trust me, I am not taking this for granted.

"I love you second," he said to me today, after telling me for about the eleventh time that he loves me. He'd searched me out, found me napping in a quiet spot on a futon, and proceeded to snuggle in close. I was all too happy to have him near.

"Who's first on your list?" I asked.

"God," he said, "then you, then Dad."

Can't beat that, I guess, but I know that it won't always be this way. I know how it is with kids. They go in phases. Sometimes, they seek affection primarily from their mothers. Other times, it's the dads who get the most attention.

But right now, my guy is in a Mom phase, just cause, apparently. And I am absorbing all of the hugs and words of affection with the utmost gratitude. Someday, he'll be more likely to walk away than toward me. Someday, he will not seek out my mommy arms to comfort him. Someday, that will all be the stuff of the past. I know this. And knowing it makes me savor these moments when he approaches me with outstretched arms, or says, unprompted, "I love you, Mom," several times a day. Oh, I am eating this up alright. It is pure gift.

I'm thinking this all could be a delayed reaction from his having been "de-throned" earlier than he would have liked. He was not quite three when his little brother entered the world, and even younger when my bulging tummy pushed him out of my lap. It was too soon. Every year since his little brother's existence, he's continued to be nudged away by one more aggressive than he, again and again. I think his displays of affection right now are some kind of re-staking his claim to Mom.

Even today, he almost lost his coveted spot. While the two of us relaxed and rested together on that napping couch, little guy found us and wriggled his way in under my other arm. After more wiggling and readjusting, we settled and I found myself in the most wonderful place with two adoring little boys curled into me. Because I don't have an infant right now, I'm not anywhere near being "touched out" out when it comes to affection. In years past, during the nursing years especially, this sometimes was the case. But right now, I'm as receptive as I've ever been to these spontaneous little circles of love.

At the height of our resting time together, I said to myself, I want to remember this. I paid close attention to how I felt. I was as peaceful as I could ever remember being, and that feeling of deep affection that permeates your whole body when you're encircled in love washed over me. I could think of no place I'd rather be than right there in that quiet room with my two little boys nestled near.

We all need the human touch. We all deserve such moments of absolute peace and love. And no matter how tall our kids grow, they are among those "all" who need this touch. A simple hug will do.

The hugs I received and gave today provided me with an injection of love that will last beyond that hour. They were medicine for the soul that I hope to remember throughout the week ahead.

If you haven't been hugged yet today by someone you love, I hope you will seek it out. Go ahead -- right now if they're near. If not, as soon as you see them next, give them a hug. You won't regret it.

Question to parents: If you have older children, do you still hug them? If not, why not?

Friday, November 27, 2009

soulful saturdays: resistance

Soulful Saturdays: Resistance


I can already feel myself tensing up, anticipating the resistance within that seems to be coming earlier and earlier with each passing year.

My daughters feel it, too. I've passed it on to them, through both quiet murmurings of annoyance as well as louder pronouncements of unresolved grievance.

"Halloween is barely over but look at all these Christmas decorations," one of them muttered last month during a shopping outing.

"It doesn't feel right. It's hard to appreciate it when it comes so soon," the other affirmed.

I feel it as invasive. There you are, waiting to open a beautiful gift, a gift you know isn't ready. And yet, everywhere, all around, voices shout, "Look now, now! It's time, ready or not!" You know the incubation hasn't yet happened. You know that if the gift is to be opened early, it could very well spoil the beauty of what is to be revealed. You try to shield your eyes because you very much want to wait. You want the moment to be right. You don't want it to be ruined.

The world says otherwise: "Have it now, have it ALL now, you won't be disappointed!"

Evidence of the invasion, of a premature tide, comes on December 26, when sad, lonely, broken trees will be flung to curbs like stale leftovers.

You move within this world and its glitter, its colorful lights, its peppermint lattes, its sales and Black Fridays and "buy buy buy now now now." You move slowly, not wanting to rise up but not willing to fully participate, either.

It's inevitable. The gift, or a facsimile of it at least, will be forced open before its time, and there's not a thing you can do about it. What you can do instead is not easy, but you'll give it your best shot. You'll have to summon a light heart, unclench your fists, and do your best to protect that little light -- the only thing left of the gift that has not been touched. You, along with others who understand, will help guard the most precious part of the gift, its core, and if you do this job well, when the time is right, your heart will leap, the eyes of your children will shine, and the warmth of deep, divine love will emanate from within you and outward to the world.

For now, tow the line, find the balance between two worlds, discern your own best ways to prepare. Grow quiet. Listen for the sound that will change the world -- not the noisy clanging of shopping-mall halls, but a wee cry of life.

Resist the clamor but not the underlying hum of Love-Incarnate-coming.

Have a blessed waiting time. Have a meaningful Advent!

How do you view the early arrival of this holy season? Open arms, or, like me, arms slightly crossed in a pose of resistance?


Thursday, November 26, 2009

thanksgiving 2009: the aroma of giving

Thanksgiving 2009: The Aroma of Giving

Oh, I do wish smell could be transmitted through the computer. The other day, little guy and I helped bake bread prepared by my daughter's fourth-grade class. This project was canceled last spring due to the flooding, so the class got another chance to bake bread for shut-ins during this Thanksgiving weekend. But oh, the aroma of that bread baking in the elementary school ovens, there are few things as wonderful!

Happy Thanksgiving to all!

Eyeing the goods

Incubation

Hot loaves cooling

Coddling the baby

The shiny wrap-up

And send it on its way...

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

writing wednesdays: a writer's gratitude list

Writing Wednesdays: A Writer's Gratitude List


I am grateful for:

1) The gift of words and the powerful effect they can have on others, especially when used for the good.

2) The many writing mentors I've had throughout my life, including my father, sister, English teachers and all those who have come into my life intent on sharing their zeal for the written word and helped me learn the art of forming "word pictures."

3) My five children, who provide a constant source of energy that oftentimes translates into column or blog post or story idea and bring meaning to my writing life.

4) My husband, who has had to put up with my late-night-writing schedule more often than is fair and still lets me know from time to time that he really does admire what I do.

5) My lovely writer friends, who are there through the rejections and acceptances alike.

6) Those who read and appreciate my work -- it wouldn't be nearly as enjoyable without you.

7) The writing tools that make it possible to record thoughts: computer, paper and pen, a fresh pot of coffee, etc.

8) The many great books I've been privileged to read that have provided colorful inspiration.

9) My mother and mother-in-law, who have always and consistently encouraged and supported my writing efforts.

10) Food and a warm house that allow me daily to be able to ponder more than just what I will eat or where I will sleep.

11) God, for the creative works all around that infuse my thoughts and writing with new life.





Sunday, November 22, 2009

mama mondays: anniversary-by-numbers

Mama Mondays: 18/18 – Anniversary-by-Numbers


It’s official. I’ve now been married to my husband, Troy, for the same duration as the years I lived prior to our meeting. In other words, we met at 18, and today, we celebrate 18 years of marriage. In between the first 18 and our wedding day were the 5 college/courting years. Our oldest son will be 14 next month, our youngest is 4. In between are the rest – middle son who’s officially 7 this week and his sisters, 9 and 12.

While numbers and I don’t generally meld too well, I love the synchronicity aspect of them; like having been born in 1968 and graduated high school in 1986 – that sort of thing. On that level, numbers fascinate me.

Tonight, on the eve of our wedding anniversary, we enjoyed a wonderful Japanese meal at Kobe’s in Fargo, followed by (drum-roll please)...a wild shopping excursion at one of the “marts” in town. We needed a few household items – curtain rings for the shower, batteries for our son’s new remote-control vehicle, light bulbs, shampoo. It’s all so exciting in our 18th year of marriage!

I kid, and yet, I have to say, things are going pretty well for us at this juncture in our lives together. We’ve had our share of rough years, some darker than I wish; years when it seemed we were on different tracks and might not ever find our way back to one another. But we worked hard – the hardest we’ve ever worked emotionally on anything – and I’m pleased to say we’ve come out intact, as a family and as a couple.

This summer, we came up against the difficult realization that we might have to close our business. Moving toward and through that has been anything but pleasant or easy. But throughout the process, I have heard Troy’s encouraging voice, “We’ll get through it.” Sometimes, I’ve been the one to whisper it to him. And the thing is, at this point in our lives, I’m beginning to believe in the mantra. After 23 years of knowing Troy, I have come to believe that our most difficult years are behind us. That’s not to say there won’t be tough years ahead, that our children won’t experience difficult moments, that failing physically as we age won’t be excruciatingly hard. But, I honestly can’t think of anything worse than what we’ve come through.

And that’s the key. We’ve come through it, and we’re heading into a brighter period of our lives together. In fact, we’re already there, though still at the edge. But it’s a new and wonderful thing and I like the promises it holds – the promise of something that can only be experienced after working through something really daunting. For starters, for the first time in our married lives, Troy isn’t working retail hours. We’re getting a new chance to experience having weekends together, to work together as a team in a way that has not been possible until now. Even though it’s still not Easy Street around here, it’s become significantly lighter due to Troy’s new 7:30 to 4:30, Saturdays-off schedule. I keep pinching myself over this new reality, and I’ve caught Troy doing the same. It’s still an oftentimes chaotic life as we do the hard work of raising five children, but the theme song from Mary Tyler Moore keeps running through my mind nevertheless: “We’re gonna make it after all.”

A few paragraphs back, another synchronicity of numbers jumped out at me: 23 years of knowing one another, married on the 23rd. I know, it probably means absolutely nothing at all. I’m not a believer in numerology, but even the Bible contains the congruence of certain numbers and examples of numbers as being significant or at least symbolic for something either good or bad. If there is anything at all to the numbers thing, I choose to believe the lining up of 18 and 23 signals a good year ahead.

But you can bet that in waiting for that something good, I will heed those words of wisdom that say if you spend your days looking only for the big miracle, you will miss all the small ones along the way. So in the year ahead, I’m going to keep my eyes open, wide open, for the small miracles. There might be 18 or 23 or 1,823, or maybe even 2,318. Regardless of the number, I don’t want to miss a single one.

If you’re married, join us in celebrating wedding anniversaries today! How many years have you been married? In five words, describe your spouse.

Saturday, November 21, 2009

turning seven with the aliens

We've had an alien abduction here involving pizza, cupcakes, games, prizes, and a hoard of giddy humanoids, male species. Conquest goal: celebrate seventh year of life. Outcome: mission accomplished.