This hike in the Mountains seemed without serious difficulties. The trail quickly proved steep and difficult. Night falls early in winter. The straps in my backpack sawed my shoulders. I was looking on the map for a possible shelter. I found only the usual sign for a convent and of a chapel. I was adjusting my bag and resuming my trek. I finally reached the massive door of the convent. I took the knocker. A bell echoed in the distance. Footsteps were heard. A peephole opened the face of an elderly nun. I asked, cold and rainsoaked. “ May I have hospitality in your Monastery Sister?” “Naturally, young lady, I'm going to let you in and lead you to our Mother Superior.
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Apr 11, 1997
(Age: 29)
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