I inherited my dad’s middle name. “Austin” is a shortened version of “Augustine,” as in St. Augustine, the philosopher and theologian born in present-day Algeria in 354 A.D. The “gu” and “e” are missing from my name.
Three letters stand between me and sainthood. I came so close.
Though I haven’t gotten any calls from the Vatican, I still hope to be a saint one day. In the meantime, I also want to share everything that those three letters represent, all the gu.e.
The stories, thoughts, and irreverent humor left out of official records of sainthood also make us human. Sharing them is liberating; it helps us to change and use our lives to tell better stories.