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Memories & Stories
This picture is one of the last pictures I have of my brother and me. It's at my 29th birthday party. I wish I knew how much my life was about to change in a few months. I think I would have done something differently, although not sure what. Take away his bike? Hug him for longer. Not let him leave.
This is the last picture I have of my Mom and me. She was presenting this painting, which she painted before Christopher and I were born. I was so happy to surprise her at her art show. Honestly, I hadn't seen her happier in years. She was so proud and so was (am) I. She died a few weeks after this picture.
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