destiny for which we hope: falling not into oblivion but into the arms of God. The anniversary of the death of a family member or friend is as much a date to celebrate as that day when some doctor spanked us so that we would begin breathing the air in this world. In fact, the feast day of most saints in the Church’s liturgical calendar is the day that they died—left this life with all its struggles and limits—and began their heavenly existence. The saints often would look to their death with joy