At the beginningSierra has donned the gown she will graduate in 4 years from now.
Day 22? I’ve lost our calendar and our girl. Pretty sure the one is safe at Georgetown but the much-needed calendar with all our info is floating out in the ether somewhere. Yesterday Sierra matriculated into the University. It was a ritual of much pomp and Sousa marches, with interspersed Latin chants and prayers and talks by witty classical professors. She is one of 1500 new ones, just beginning what everyone promises here will be “the best years of your life.” The place where she might meet her new mate (50% do they tell us) and where she will get the
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