Dana Haight Cattani

Dana Haight Cattani {[email protected]} lives with her family in Bloomington, Indiana. After fifteen months of extensive rehab, she is preparing to go hiking in Yosemite National Park.

Being Faithful Without Being Told Things

Articles/Essays – Volume 24, No. 3

When I was a child, my mother read regularly to my siblings and me, and together we paged through all the children’s classics. I loved the sound of her voice repeating the familiar words and…

Household of Faith

Articles/Essays – Volume 26, No. 2

From where we sat on the fourth pew
the three square windows looked like cubes
of shimmery gold
vertically stacked

Hidden Treasures

Articles/Essays – Volume 43, No. 3

Shortly after my family and I moved to Bloomington, Indiana, three years ago, my six-year-old son invited a neighbor boy over to play. The neighbor asked if they could go geode hunting in the wooded creek behind our house. I did not know what geodes were or what kind of artillery might be required to hunt them, but I sent the boys out with my blessing, hoping they could not get into too much trouble. A little while later, I saw them staggering out of the woods, splattered with mud and clay. They were carrying a heavy rounded rock, which they dumped unceremoniously on the porch.

Deep Cheer

Articles/Essays – Volume 47, No. 2

Nine years ago, my husband Kyle was offered an attractive job at Tulane University in New Orleans. At the same time, he was offered—and ultimately accepted—a position at Indiana University. Six months later, Hurricane Katrina devastated New Orleans, and Tulane shut down for an extended period. If Kyle had accepted that job, we likely would have been displaced indefinitely from home and work and schools. We felt empathy for those who suffered, and we thanked our lucky stars that we had dodged this bullet.