Dear Purest Love, I am writing to you from my pilgrimage and my crusade, mon pèlerinage et ma croisade, from the South of France. I didn’t know that I would turn my life upside down for you from the moment I first saw you and end up here as you my cause, the cross I gladly picked up and without knowing that I would, laid everything else down for, because I had to. My heart recognized its path out of all the tumult. But truly it began before I saw your face, the miracles unfolding, the crossroads between us. In finding the stories here in historic Provençe leading to us where they were passed down and recorded, I can see...
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