Mommy Irik

Dear Photograph,
I still like to believe that we can be the captain and master of our own destiny.

Dear Photograph,
Feeling invisible, hiding way up in it’s branches, we shared so many little girl secrets. I wish the city hadn’t cut down it’s lower branch, now it’s imposssible to climb. They will never know how sad we all felt that day…it was so much more than just a tree.
Love, The Girls

Dear Photograph,
Even though I moved out of the house this year, it’s nice to be back and catch up on some much needed sleep… again.

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