The candle finally went out. I did not notice the exact day, but I did notice the week. We had a brief power outage on Sunday night and I noticed then that it had gone out. I opened the base. The switch is frozen in the on position. The battery is completely covered in corrosion. It will never glow again.
For two years, one month and a few days that candle has been my sign that Carmen is watching out for me. I'll miss that dim glow in the corner of my room. I'm tearing up now just writing about it. Love does not die. She is still watching out for me, but I'll have to remember that without an outward sign now. There is a good homily in there somewhere. I hope that some day I'll be able to give it.
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