My daughter, grandson and I went to Target yesterday afternoon.
Look who else was shopping at Target.. .looks like he's waiting while she goes.
Look who came to meet me.
The teenagers. . . .
Everyone else was across the street.
Our Heron is back at the canal.
Blessings,
Janet
I will wear the scars of my decisions forever, but I will no longer let them shape who I am. The past has not defined me, destroyed me, deterred me, or defeated me. It has only strengthened me...
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