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As I look into my father's eyes and my mother's warm smile, I can't help but smile myself, and think of these two The two whose helping hands taught me to balance, to walk, who's bright, kind faces taught me to smile. I'm one of the lucky ones, with a family stuck together like peanut butter and jelly. Sure times get tough, being a teen, I get frustrated. But my family is always there. No matter what happens, if I'm injured or heartbroken, we all comfort each other. I work hard to make those two proud, I always want them to approve, and say, "My daughter made the right choices." I love you, Mom. I love you, Dad. And I never, ever, want you to forget that.
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Jan 5, 2014
Jan 5, 2014 at 2:59 AM UTC
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As I look into my father's eyes and my mother's warm smile, I can't help but smile myself, and think of these two The two whose helping hands taught me to balance, to walk, who's bright, kind faces taught me to smile. I'm one of the lucky ones, with a family stuck together like peanut butter and jelly. Sure times get tough, being a teen, I get frustrated. But my family is always there. No matter what happens, if I'm injured or heartbroken, we all comfort each other. I work hard to make those two proud, I always want them to approve, and say, "My daughter made the right choices." I love you, Mom. I love you, Dad. And I never, ever, want you to forget that.
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Jan 5, 2014
Jan 5, 2014 at 2:59 AM UTC
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