another good friday at the farm

a new year means a new holy week. this year again, my family made the pilgrimage to the farm of my godfather. this time, we brought maurice. i introduced her to my godparents as my best friend since fourth grade—my godfather smiled. you gained a new godfather today , he’d told her. at the farm, the first thing we did was eat. as always, it’s the same mung bean soup that i’ve eaten for the past so…