In the wee hours of the morning on April 24, I realized I had missed the anniversary of the death of my dear friend Kate O'Beirne. I've been thinking about her a lot lately, as I typically do, but I didn't do anything special or different to mark the occasion. And so, I felt like I did something wrong. Kate died on a Sunday in 2017. Her family was praying the Litany of the Saints by her bedside as she took her last breath. After being present with them in her hospital room with family and friends late into the night, I was at Mass when a member of Congress, a friend of ours, texted me that she had gone to our Lord.

Grief is a multifaceted mystery. It never fully disappears, but it will turn its own volume down now and again, only to spring back onto the forefront of your life when it is most unexpected. It seems to come and go, but it is truly omnipresent. It's inescapable. Many of us fear it, deny it, and reject it. If we face it, though, we may just come to learn something about the depths of our hearts and how they reflect and are healed by the creator of the........

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