03.13.18 | 22 yearsPost 1,533: Day 72/365

In 5 more years, my father will have been gone for half of my life. I miss him every day. There’s something nice, though, in the fact that this church never changes. Every year I come here. And every year the door is open and nobody is inside. It is my favorite place to be on March 13. I hope it will always be there.

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