winter socks, and the sweater, and the tea, and now I just need the coziness and a significant other hahahaha!!!

winter socks, and the sweater, and the tea, and now I just need the coziness and a significant other hahahaha!!!

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In TWO more days we'll be heading for the beach, can't wait!!!  It's been SUCH a long winter!

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You steady me.  Slow and sweet we sway.  Take the lead and I will follow.  As a little girl I would dance barefoot on the hardwood floor preforming  ballerina twirls and countless curtsies. You would think the years of  practice would carry me into the ballroom, yet my dad calls me grace for a  reason. Not by my act of gracefulness, but the lack thereof! Always holding  a song in my heart and the passion to dance when anyone is watching, I find  my heart full and my feet moving. Still today…

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You steady me. Slow and sweet we sway. Take the lead and I will follow. As a little girl I would dance barefoot on the hardwood floor preforming ballerina twirls and countless curtsies. You would think the years of practice would carry me into the ballroom, yet my dad calls me grace for a reason. Not by my act of gracefulness, but the lack thereof! Always holding a song in my heart and the passion to dance when anyone is watching, I find my heart full and my feet moving. Still today…

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