Sunday, April 21, 2013


Today I came across a website that featured the first church I attended with my family as a little girl. Picture featured in this post. The church is Saint Hedwig’s Catholic Church located in the Bucktown area of Chicago. It's stunningly gorgeous and it takes my breath away. 

I still remember how beautiful and ornate it was. I also remember feeling like we were on holy ground every time we walked into that church.  

This church was founded in the late 1800's to serve Polish families who lived in the immediate area. Today the weekend schedule includes three English masses, one in Spanish and the other in Polish serving a diverse population of parishioners from city dwellers to suburbanites.

My first memories of attending mass on the weekends included attending with my parents, my older brother, my younger sister Alicia and my paternal grandparents. I think I was five or six years old. I can still remember my mother and grandmother donning black lace veils over their heads, wearing beautiful dresses and the smell of their perfume. They always wore the prettiest dresses and I remember my father and grandfather looking dapper in dark colored suits. I also remember how lovely my grandmother smelled, something about her facial cream smelled so beautiful every time she kissed me. Additionally, I remember the smell of my mothers fragrant Revlon lipstick. For many years when I was a young adult, I use to buy Revlon lipsticks only because they reminded me of my mother and of really happy times when I was a little girl. About a decade ago, Revlon changed the composition of their lipsticks, and sadly they no longer have the scent that I remember from long ago. 

It’s interesting how a picture can bring back so many memories. This picture of Saint Hedwig's Catholic Church evokes lovely memories of times gone by, a happy time, filled with love, sunny Sunday's, God, and the gift of family. And for that and so much more, I am thankful.

Until next time, blessings to you and yours.

xx, Ruthie