stephanie cb
i thought about how my dad and i used to always stop at pea soup andersen's that year i went to ucla—and how i never had to say anything.
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betsy
Most of the day was spent cleaning for the Spring Festival -- sweeping out last year’s bad luck and preparing our home for good luck in the new year.
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jen j-m
i love that she feels like she can let me know when she needs me. i hope she'll always feel that way.
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andrea j
he linked his warm little arm through mine, told me how good he was at counting. leaned his head against my shoulder and began to count. quietly but with such confidence.
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shanna
we talked of so many good things. and good plans. i was in an instant cheered from my sour mood to feeling content and hopeful. lifelong friends in the making.
