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Friday, March 12, 2010


I remember worry dolls. I think my parents brought some home or else Mr. Manley gave them to me. I could use some right now.
Aaron and I have been in a world of constant change since July. We are so grateful for the opportunities we have been given but sometimes, even if you have the bike you need, you still have to learn to ride it.
So we've been looking for a house which has proven to be a little more worry prone than we imagined. I was told looking for a home was fun....its not.