Where I Came From: A Weekend In the Midwest
They know me. They drive me crazy. They reflect me. And sometimes that hurts. They challenge me. They love me. And that always feel like a nice healing balm on my dry, brittle heart.
Labels: family, friends, home, photography
posted by cara harjes at
4/27/2006 02:12:00 PM
1 Comments:
the only two non-family members to be found are my two friends that i have been in regular contact with for almost 10 years. you know that song, "make new friends and keep the old" . . . you fit into the new. and i like it!
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