This picture David posted of Daddy putting one of the St. Michael altar flowers on Mother's spot made me cry. Whenever I'm at St. Michael, I look out those windows and think of Mother sitting next to me on the pew making sotto voce comments about the sermon. And beaming when one of the Waddingtons walked down the aisle.
Then I saw this online:Mount Desert Islander: Luminaria shine light of hope for hundreds.
Evidently, our dear friend Doris Walton lit a luminaria in Mother's memory.
Not a day goes by I'm not aware of her absence.
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