Tuesday, April 19, 2016

Days Like These

Sometimes.  I have a bad day.  

Nothing seems to go right.

But then I count my blessings and the gray clouds drift away.  



Dear Diary,

I wish I knew why mom, the nag keeps taking pictures of me.  
Every pose.  Every breath.  Every move.  
How cute!  She says.  Not cute.  It's annoying.  Gracie. 



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