The blaring alarm clock went off mimicking the sound of a car horn. It was two in the morning tentatively stretching out my arms, while attempting not to bump into my sleeping neighbors, I searched for my shoes. Only to realize I had slept in them knowing I would sleep three hours that night. Then it hit me. It was the last day of the pilgrimage, and we would finally reach our destination after ten days of walking. To arrive at last, and see our beloved mother, the Lady of Guadalupe. My sleep vanished in my excitement, because unlike the others this was my first time on the pilgrimage. I quickly got ready to go, snatched my water bottle and headed outside to brush my teeth, for we had no running water. As soon as we were ready to go we went to buy breakfast from the street vendors.
As a pilgrim eating wasn't a major concern, our objective was to make it to the Basilica, taking only the
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The church was dimly lit with candles in every corner. I didn't know what to expect. Yet, the low murmurs and tears forming in the surrounding faces told me that I was about to experience something extraordinarily beautiful. Then I saw her, the Lady of Guadalupe, she seemed to be suspended in mid air. She was made of pure gold and radiated profound love and peace. My feelings were indescribable. All of a sudden I started to tear up too, I felt at home, I felt loved, I felt like I had finally found where I belonged. I didn't want to remove my eyes from her image, I wanted the moment to last forever. I had finally found my inner peace. Now whenever I feel alone I know that I am not and that I can trust in the plans setout for me. I no longer question what is to come, but go along for this ride that we call