A Blessed Life

For once, I intend now to write strictly about what I know best, my life and its circumstances. I want to tell the story of what it has been like for a middle-class American descended from Italian and German immigrants. It is the story of a girl who grew up and found her law vocation during the 50's through 70's and who happens to be blind and hard of hearing, and who now has used a series of wonderful guide dogs as traveling companions. I have referred to my life as blessed in the title, because the hand of Divine Providence has been at work since my conception in shaping me and promoting whatever goodness or success I may have attained, both directly and through the human beings in my life. The imperfections and errors that remain, which I hope to continue to remedy with His help, are the evidence that this Divine work is, as Benjamin Franklin said in his epitaph, a work in progress, being continually revised and corrected by the Divine Author. The sub-title comes from the theme of the discussion group in which I participated during my Cursillo retreat, Travelers to Emmaus. Like the two discouraged, disillusioned pilgrims who fled from Jerusalem after the death and still disbelieved resurrection of Jesus, I am still in the lifelong process of finding the Lord.