I wanted to send you some short thoughts that my husband Dan and I have about Sister Catherine. If I could see her again, which I believe I will in heaven - I would tell her what a difference she made on one of the most important days of my life - my wedding. First of all - she came. No small feat, since she was 85 at the time. I have only realized her age having done the math as I was sitting here. You would not have known it to see her on the dance floor at the wedding! When she arrived to Boston before the wedding, of course all the day had been organized, down to the littlest thing. However, as only Sister Catherine could, she asked in her special way, "Now Sheelah, I have come all this way, picked a special outfit...when do you want me to speak in the Mass? I have written something for the occasion." I was, of course, touched that at 85 she was still willing (and happy! ) to take the effort to speak. Her words at the Mass were from her heart, and I cannot express how much they meant to Dan and me. Furthermore, the testimony of her impact was also felt by so many others at the Mass, who came up to both of us to say how Sister Catherine's words set the joyous tone for the day. So, while I have so many special memories of her - visiting her on the weekends when I lived in Ireland, bringing my college roommate to meet her so she could Irish dance for her and the other nuns, taking her out to dinner with my father, bringing my oldest daughter Joan Catherine to London to meet with great-great-aunt she was named after - my wedding day will always stand out in my mind. It brings out all that she was too me - kind, funny, and holy, with a little bit of flair for any occasion.