I wish I had put a beer in Ava’s hand. This is just the ultimate look-alike pics.
What can I say? I live alone.
One of my favorite facebook steals. I have never been Goth, but I have been in the hippie, gypsy, suit, jogging-pants mom, Southwest/Spanish modes… just to name a few. It was always a surprise –even to me– (and still is) what kind of season of life or flavor of life I would be in from year to year. So I keep all my
costumes wearing apparel just in case. One never knows when the big jingle jewelry or the long, flowing skirts will be needed.
The days that are tough; the weeks that are looooong; the years that are distraught, never give up. Over and over again I am given that message… and I will give it over and over again.
Get your pictures out and take a slow stroll through them.