So cleaning up my room today...I nearly cried when I put away my Dinkles. And my heart hurt a lot when I found gloves in the back of my closet with my garmet bag.
I feel so lost without it.
~j
VOTD:
God is my refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble. Therefore, he I will not fear, though the earth be removed, and though the mountains be carried into the midst of the sea.
Psalm 46:1-2
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I felt the same way when I turned in my uniform. And whenever I see my garment bag in the basement.
Remember what I said. There are bigger and better things ahead for both of us and life holds so much for us; more than high school marching band can offer. The memories always last, however, and the friendships remain. But the activity itself isn't what we live for. It's the friendships. And you'll keep all of your friends and make so many new ones, Miss Eastern Regionals :)
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