
I was somewhat of a tomboy back then. There was the occasional picture my Mother would take when she had me or my sister all dressed up for Church or some extended family event. In those cases she would have us in our nice Sunday dresses, she would even taken the time to do our hair, making sure everything was in place. This picture is an example of one of those nice looking moments.
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Jenn - why is it that everytime I read one of your entries I smile all the way through it? I think it is because you have a gift of bearing your soul in a genuine way that shows me similar
things...
thoughts...
ideas...
struggles...
confusion...
...in my own life.
Thanks for taking the time to relate to us by relating your story. They are blessings.
-Neight B.
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