So utterly bereft of privileges our childhood was that we rarely went on family outings. Knowing that we now can fills my heart with indescribable joy.
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
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4 comments:
Enjoy your time with your family Angeli.
where was this taken? i wish i could travel with my siblings. we're all oceans apart.
Nice to spend time away from work with family once in a while.
hi kayni. that was taken in cavite two weeks ago. my older sister's the one missing in the picture. she lives oceans away, too.
thanks loree. :)
yes, mordsith. the time i spend with my family is always precious.
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