the author

Hey there. Call me Graci Rose.

Eighteen is an age of big skies, filled with dramatic storms, brilliant sunbursts, bright and broad horizons.

My eighteenth year has taken me east to pursue a Catholic education in the liberal arts. The adventure is thrilling, the journey is splendid, and the lessons learned... priceless.

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Every new day dawns bringing more brilliance, adventure, and a constant opportunity to take each moment with a smile, a prayer, and a cup of tea.

Here something stubborn comes, 

Dislodging the earth crumbs

And making crusty rubble. 

It comes up bending double, 

And looks like a green staple. 

It could be seedling maple,

Or artichoke, or bean. 

That remains to be seen.

 Richard Wilbur

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