A beautiful moment caught in one simple shot. Lighting candles in Clarendon Street church. A hidden gem nestled behind the hustle and bustle of Grafton Street. A place my family has always had a special connection to. A church that I have gone in to light many a candle for a special intention that is sitting heavy on my heart. A church whos cool and silent interior gives me goosebumps and a lump in my throat. When anything is unsettled in my life it is this church that my mum will often send me a text from telling me that one of the bright flames dancing in front of Our Lady is lit in the hope that smooth times will return.... and in God's own time they do.
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