Life Isn’t About Perfect Birthday Cakes
Shared by: Liz E.
There is a memory that I have with my grandma from when I was about 7 years old that will always stick with me. I learned from her that sometimes things that might seem like a failure at the time can end up being a great memory if you choose to make the best of the situation.
Shared by: Liz E.
There is a memory that I have with my grandma from when I was about 7 years old that will always stick with me. I learned from her that sometimes things that might seem like a failure at the time can end up being a great memory if you choose to make the best of the situation.
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