The other night I pulled a book that I had not read in a long time from my bookshelf at home. It was a Christmas gift from my wife back in 1997.
I intended to read a piece or two that I had underlined in the table of contents. When I flipped through the pages, it took me to the last page whereI found this forgotten sketch I had made of my daughter.
What a wonderful surprise.
Wednesday, March 2, 2016
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