Last November shortly after my father’s death, I ended up going on an unexpected trip to Sicily.
My friend Elyssa needed help moving her and her two dogs to the beautiful hills of Castroreale and I needed care, companionship, and to be held by my own ancestral land.
I was tired, hungry for the peace that only nature can provide, and the companionship of …
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