When I entered I believed that my vocation was truly God’s call and gift and I have an even greater conviction of that today
It’s a bit amazing to me that I am a Jubilarian as the past 25 years seem to have flown by. Upon reflection, I remember these years as graced-filled, challenging and life-giving. Back in the mid-1980’s, after many happy years in the hospitality field, I felt a persistent longing for a deeper relationship with God. As I moved over time with the stirrings in my heart, I found myself discerning a religious vocation.
I remember how very moved I was with the joyful spirit of the Sisters of St. Joseph
During the hot summer of August 1957, I was a 14-year-old Irish immigrant who had just left all my peers. In Grade 9 at St. Joseph’s College School, I was feeling completely “new.” But I remember how very moved I was with the joyful spirit of the Sisters of St. Joseph and the kind way with which they interacted with one another. At St. Michael’s Hospital, I witnessed the Sisters of St.
Sister Peggy Bach
I read a book entitled And Nora Said Yes
When asked why I entered, my answer was, I read a book entitled And Nora Said Yes. Until that time (I was in Grade 11 at St. Patrick’s, Vancouver), I had no attraction to religious life. After reading it, I remarked, “That would be a beautiful life in community.” My teacher, Sr. Marie Christine, suggested very tentatively that I might have a vocation to religious life.
Sister Mary Michael Codarini
I knew I wanted to do something for God’s service
I knew the Sisters of St. Joseph from my school days. Even though I had some boyfriends as a teenager, I wasn’t serious about them. In my heart I knew I wanted to do something for God’s service by reaching out to others, especially those in need.
As I think back over the past 70 years, I realize the wealth of experience I have had.
The Sisters who taught me were the main influence on my decision to enter the Congregation
I grew-up in a small railway town, Nakina, in northern Ontario. It means “land of many waters.” My father was a railway man. In high school, I went to St. Joseph’s Boarding School on Wellesley Street in Toronto and loved every minute of it. That wasn’t the case for some of my friends but I have always liked order and routine.