A beautiful post dedicated to Tracy (RIP), me and her other pink sisters The Prodigal Daughter: The Tsunami Called Breast Cancer - Dedicated with
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"...We find ourselves continuing our walk, how odd that I’ve never known this woman before – yet we are sisters. She reaches out to give my hand a sisterly squeeze that says, “You are not alone.” I squeeze her’s back. We don’t know where we are going, or why we are here. But we keep walking..."
Thank you Kelly Richards, love you lots, my special sister xoxox
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"...We find ourselves continuing our walk, how odd that I’ve never known this woman before – yet we are sisters. She reaches out to give my hand a sisterly squeeze that says, “You are not alone.” I squeeze her’s back. We don’t know where we are going, or why we are here. But we keep walking..."
Thank you Kelly Richards, love you lots, my special sister xoxox