Lighting a candle (in a house of worship or otherwise)

My family is very atheist, and the religious traditions we vaguely practice are generally Jewish ones, but my mom always lights a candle for people we’ve lost in a Catholic Church. Since my grandmother died, we’ve done a lot of lighting candles, and my mom and brother and I gathered on FaceTime on her birthday to light these little chick candles she had (she had the most amazing elegant taste that was simultaneously very kitschy). It’s a small thing, but candles always feel quite magical to me. When I’m wearing the T-shirt she got me or in a space of hers, I often find myself quietly saying hi to her. Sending so much love to you 💜💜💜💜