Like an orphaned treeshivering in a coat of frost my soul wandersdreamless, alone a nobody, nowherein the pre-dawn chill. Beckoned by first lightbody twisting wakens Consciousness clingsto desolate slumber then, reluctantlyreality brings me home. (Image my own)
Does life ever turn out the way we expected? I doubt it. A smooth ride would only serve to make us dull and unsympathetic beings. I didn’t know that I had the ability to crawl out of darkness until I did. When illness knocked me off my feet, I had the reassurance of knowing I’d […]
She’s lovely in both pictures, VJ.
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She is! Thanks
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Lovely! I think she has her painted fingernails in the second photo?
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Likely. My son has been doing them for her.
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I was wondering if that might be the case. I remember his doing a very good job with red.
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He’s so sweet to her. It does my heart good.
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Still beautiful.
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She sure is. Thank you.
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Two wonderful photos. Your mum doesn’t look anywhere near her age!
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She has good genes, I’d say. Thanks.
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now we know where you get your looks from!! gorgeous!
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Hahaha. I look like my Dad, but thanks anyway.
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I see your mom in you!
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Thanks Wendi
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absolutely!
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Gorgeous then and now!
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She sure is. Thanks Jazz.
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VJ, I love comparative pictures like this. Thanks for sharing. Keith
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Thanks Keith.
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