“God, grant me a vacation to make bearable what I can’t change, a friend to make it funny, and the wisdom to never get my knickers in a knot because it solves nothing and makes me walk funny.” ~ Unknown
45 years later
I don’t post pictures of myself here, even if it was taken with my camera. This is the exception. 45 years ago Sharon Coffee Tharp was my babysitter. I was two. I adored her. My most vivid memory is being upset that I couldn’t go to her senior prom. Somewhere there exists a picture of us that evening when she stopped by our house. Her prom dress was the color of the blouse she wore today at her nephew’s wedding. Me and Sharon, we’ve never not loved each other. We also have not been photographed together since that prom I didn’t get to go to.
wedding of the stars
5 Responses
I can’t believe this is the first time I’ve looked at this and realized it was your blog. This is soooo great! Thank you for sharing. 😀
Surprise!!!! I’m so glad you enjoy it. It makes me pretty happy, this little blog. Sometimes it challenges me. Sometimes it forces me to work/think when I don’t want to. It always forces me to see the goodness around me. It’s one of the best ideas I’ve ever had. lol
Dont make it to the Outhouse often but I’m always glad when I do. Thanks for sharing.
the great thing about this outhouse is that there’s never a line. Thanks for stopping in when you can and being kind when you do. xoxo
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