Less than two years before September 11, 2021, I felt like my world had fallen apart. My father, who I trusted and loved as a daughter does to a good father, died suddenly of a heart attack. As the eldest, already working at National Review magazine in my hometown of New York, I had fallen into provider mode, wanting to help my Catholic school principal mother with the seemingly impossible task of putting two children through college alone.

Praise the Lord

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