My grandmother’s presence is woven through my entire faith life. Growing up, I learned my prayers from her mother’s missal that she gave me as a special gift. I remember my grandmother dressing me for first communion and telling me I only got to look this pretty twice in my life- that day and my wedding day. She was then there to choose my wedding dress, and her rosary held together the bouquet at my wedding. I give thanks that she is still with us at 86, as feisty as ever, but also as faithful as ever, watching my own children begin their sacramental life.