As I proofread and edit this very tardy blog post, I am comfortably tucked underneath my favorite plush white blanket, with a cup of hot Spanish Orange tea next to me. I also have a few spare tissues nearby since I have somehow picked up a little cold as of last night. I know there have been a lot of sicknesses whirling around in recent months, and while I am grateful that my invisible shield of protection has kept me safe for many months, I also humbly accept the fact that I am due for a "turn". I just hope it's a quick one, whatever it is. A couple of weeks ago, I accompanied 6 other ladies to go visit the Madonna della Corona Church in nearby Spiazzi. Five of the six ladies had never been there before, and the one who had been there once before did not get to see everything the first time. This was my 4th time coming here. It's always a special place to me because it's so rare to see a church on this side of the world that is so decidedly pointed to Jesus Chris...