The people around me make me who I am.
Not just my close friends, but just about everyone who I come in contact with.
Not just my close friends, but just about everyone who I come in contact with.
A seven-year-old girl who wants to run a foot race with me.
A baby driving a toy car with a messy face and a sun-hat.
A brother of mine climbing trees, goofing off and playing guitar.
Friends talking about life and debating about how to identify a weekday correctly.
How could I ever forget those moments?
A baby driving a toy car with a messy face and a sun-hat.
A brother of mine climbing trees, goofing off and playing guitar.
Friends talking about life and debating about how to identify a weekday correctly.
How could I ever forget those moments?
-Mackenzie Hope-
Blogposts with familiar faces make me happy. :-)
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