Day 9- since I am up again at this ungodly hour, I will post. I am thankful for my childhood, which was picture perfect until the age of 11, than my world fell apart. My Dad and Mom divorced. We moved from our perfect home to a quite not so perfect home. I knew for the first time what it was like to be poor. People looked down at you. Made me realize that I needed to look past the outer appearance of people, and see the good in them. Was hoping everyone was doing that with me. Taught me to be humble, to accept everyone as they are. For that, I am thankful.
Posted on: Sat, 09 Nov 2013 08:31:20 +0000
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