Thoughts of my daughter greeting me by running and jumping into my arms holding me tight around my neck. She is now a beautiful young woman with a fine husband and a home of her own. But she's still my darling little girl.
My Best friend I have know for 30 years thinks going to the Salvation Army or a Thrift Shop has the BEST EVER gifts. They are ALL a bunch of JUNK. At first I was offended and thought this "junk" was what she thought of me and as time went on, I realized she thought all this "Junk" was perfectly good things. I have kept some of the "junk" that has been given to me and I would not trade this for anything. This "Junk" has turned into a treasure because it came from her heart.
photos of my brother. he past away about 5 yrs ago.<br />
and photos of my dog. he got struck on the road at my in-laws a couple yrs ago
Thank you. Gets better as time as goes. i at least can openly talk about them now