Courage and Kindness

Coming back home is always interesting experience, because I like to see how much things have changed. Things don’t change as much as I imagine. Pops still loves to build things and is always working on a project. I still have to help him. I don’t loathe helping him anymore. I appreciate it now. That’s probably because I’m not as weak as a little girl anymore. I hope this doesn’t change for a long while.

I went to a concert with my cousin tonight and a strange thing happened. A lady began to sell us a ticket but stopped after we hesitated to buy it. She told us she had two tickets, and the person she was waiting for wasn’t coming. So she gave it to us. It was free. She wasn’t a cop, on duty.

Conversation at Fancy Dinner

Cousin: OH MY GOD. I SPILLED SOMETHING ON MY DRESS.

Same Cousin: shhhh, don’t tell anybody.

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