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 s…