May is Mental Health Awareness Month. To honor this month, I want to share why I’m so glad I sought help.

Throughout the United States, thousands of women religious took on nursing duties in hospitals or clinics and went into private homes to offer food, medicine, comfort and even housecleaning to families affected by the Spanish flu.

Generation X came of age in a culture awash in dreams of women’s perpetual and idealized childhood being sold as feminist empowerment.

It is good to know that people are still people, still willing to visit each other, still willing to bring hope, still willing to share what they have.

We cannot allow the coronavirus to make us see others as a threat.

In this time in which we are not able to encounter Christ in the assembly or the Eucharist, we always have the opportunity to encounter Christ in the vulnerable.