We are not promised good friends…

On January 1, 2016, I woke up at 5:something a.m., with my sister, in a dry room with dated bedspreads. We shuffled down the stairs, across the halls, and into the equally parts stunning and inspiring...and...welcoming and home-y chapel in Marytown. We had gone to bed probably after 1:00 a.m. The new year, after all.... Continue Reading →

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