I met Maria through a friend- Mary Finocchiaro- who also attended St. Lucy's church. Maria always had her favorite spot in church at the 11:30 a.m. Sunday mass. She sat several pews behind Mary where I noticed her praying the rosary before and throughout mass. I was amazed by her strength and balance when she approached the altar for Holy Communion after Mary mentioned she was in her 90s. I couldn't believe it! And to hear about all the cooking she did on Sunday for her children! Amazing!
I will never forget the companionship she provided Mary before she was sick with cancer, and throughout the months when Mary was diagnosed and quickly declined. When Mary was going through chemo, Maria visited her after attending the 11:30 mass. Mary would tell her she was feeling under the weather, and to postpone the visit, but Maria still came.
Maria would take Mary's mind off her illness and loneliness with the game of Rumikub. Unfortunately, I wish my plans would have coordinated the day Mary invitied me to play with Maria to learn the rules, because I know I would have had a good time, even though there was an age difference of 45-55 years amongst us.
To conclude, I will always remember the gentle, caring way Maria had with the sick. Maria would listen with a caring heart to Mary's troubles and telephone often. She would add some advice when she felt she could be helpful, but mostly she listened. I will never forget how she taught me to be a good listener and persistent to visit the sick, no matter how they felt. I will miss you Maria. I hope you find Mary in heaven.
Love,
Laura Murphy