Sisters of St. Joseph of CarondeletSeptember 24, 2017

Sisters' Stories

Sister Mary Catherine Barron, CSJ


My Dad's Gift to Me

When I was in the third grade, I came home from school one day very perturbed. My father, always sensitive to his daughters' moods, could see that I was upset, so he asked me what was wrong. I responded with pent up emotion. Our teacher had told us to write a paragraph for homework about what we wanted to be when we grew up. “How do I know what I want to be?” I asked tearfully. "I am only in third grade!"

My father thought for a few minutes and then said, "Why don't you write about being a Sister like your Auntie Dot?...or you could be a missionary Sister in a foreign country...or you could be a Sister who prays all day for everyone else." I was thrilled! My problem was solved.

After dinner Daddy and I sat at the kitchen table together while I wrote my paragraph. My father read it and pronounced it a masterpiece. I handed it in and went on to other challenges. However, I never forgot the experience or my father's words. Because those bits of wisdom came from the person whom I idolized, I locked them carefully in my child's heart and treasured them.  

From that day forward, I knew what I was going to be when I grew up: a Sister. For this reason and so many others, I always feel deeply that my father gave me my vocation. 
 


Sister Mary Catherine at age 6 with her father