|I am grateful to my uncle who scanned and sent this to me a few years before his death.|
My aunt (his wife) is on the left and my mother (his sister) is on the right.
And so, on this Feast of St. Paul's conversion and my mother's heavenly birthday, I do not have a hard time imagining the two of them praying for all the necessary graces we need to come join them. And perhaps her salt-and-pepper hair is now black as night again.
*I wrote more about why one ought to pray for the dead here.