by Dennis Augustine
Today I light this candle in loving memory of my beautiful mother, MariaMicalizzi Augustine, a woman of deep faith, fierce love, funny, and a soul made for nurturing. She was my first home, my first loving guide, my teacher in both strength and tenderness.
I thank God for the gift of her life, and for the sacred timing of her passing, on Mother’s Day, 2013, wrapped in love with all her children near (Josie, Steve, our late brother Michael and myself). I believe she waited for us—for me—since I took the red eye flight from California to New Jersey, the night before hoping I would get to the hospital in time before she would take her last breath.
I held that mystery like a pearl in my heart. Though I still miss her, I trust she is at peace, resting joyfully in God's light. Let this flame be a sign of my love. Let it rise like prayer—simple, warm, and true. Let it remind me that her spirit still shines through my life, and that our bond is stronger than death. Bless her. Hold her. Let her know I’m thinking of her now. And help me feel her love surrounding me and all of our family—today, tomorrow (Mother's Day) and always.
Amen!
