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in these small moments
Let your light shine

Let your light shine

Dear Matthew,
When I was a young girl, I often sat beside my grandmother in the old adirondack chairs on her back lawn. One summer afternoon, as the sun’s golden rays lengthened and dipped between the cornstalks of my grandfather’s garden, she told me that her wish for me is that I would always surround myself with good people, because good people make...

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in these small moments
Let your light shine

Let your light shine

Dear Matthew,
When I was a young girl, I often sat beside my grandmother in the old adirondack chairs on her back lawn. One summer afternoon, as the sun’s golden rays lengthened and dipped between the cornstalks of my grandfather’s garden, she told me that her wish for me is that I would always surround myself with good people, because good people make...

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in these small moments
Let your light shine

Let your light shine

Dear Matthew,
When I was a young girl, I often sat beside my grandmother in the old adirondack chairs on her back lawn. One summer afternoon, as the sun’s golden rays lengthened and dipped between the cornstalks of my grandfather’s garden, she told me that her wish for me is that I would always surround myself with good people, because good people make...

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in these small moments
Let your light shine

Let your light shine

Dear Matthew,
When I was a young girl, I often sat beside my grandmother in the old adirondack chairs on her back lawn. One summer afternoon, as the sun’s golden rays lengthened and dipped between the cornstalks of my grandfather’s garden, she told me that her wish for me is that I would always surround myself with good people, because good people make...

Tags: |

in these small moments
Let your light shine

Let your light shine

Dear Matthew,
When I was a young girl, I often sat beside my grandmother in the old adirondack chairs on her back lawn. One summer afternoon, as the sun’s golden rays lengthened and dipped between the cornstalks of my grandfather’s garden, she told me that her wish for me is that I would always surround myself with good people, because good people make...

Tags: |

in these small moments
Let your light shine

Let your light shine

Dear Matthew,
When I was a young girl, I often sat beside my grandmother in the old adirondack chairs on her back lawn. One summer afternoon, as the sun’s golden rays lengthened and dipped between the cornstalks of my grandfather’s garden, she told me that her wish for me is that I would always surround myself with good people, because good people make...

Tags: |

in these small moments
Let your light shine

Let your light shine

Dear Matthew,
When I was a young girl, I often sat beside my grandmother in the old adirondack chairs on her back lawn. One summer afternoon, as the sun’s golden rays lengthened and dipped between the cornstalks of my grandfather’s garden, she told me that her wish for me is that I would always surround myself with good people, because good people make...

Tags: |

in these small moments
Let your light shine

Let your light shine

Dear Matthew,
When I was a young girl, I often sat beside my grandmother in the old adirondack chairs on her back lawn. One summer afternoon, as the sun’s golden rays lengthened and dipped between the cornstalks of my grandfather’s garden, she told me that her wish for me is that I would always surround myself with good people, because good people make...

Tags: |

in these small moments
Let your light shine

Let your light shine

Dear Matthew,
When I was a young girl, I often sat beside my grandmother in the old adirondack chairs on her back lawn. One summer afternoon, as the sun’s golden rays lengthened and dipped between the cornstalks of my grandfather’s garden, she told me that her wish for me is that I would always surround myself with good people, because good people make...

Tags: |

in these small moments
Let your light shine

Let your light shine

Dear Matthew,
When I was a young girl, I often sat beside my grandmother in the old adirondack chairs on her back lawn. One summer afternoon, as the sun’s golden rays lengthened and dipped between the cornstalks of my grandfather’s garden, she told me that her wish for me is that I would always surround myself with good people, because good people make...

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