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July 21, 2018

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jules

Wow. This made me think back to my wedding and all the opportunities I missed to have my Mom involved. She came in from out of town and we didn't get a lot of time together. Now that I think about it, I'm not even sure we got that intimate just me and her photograph. And now she's gone, so I can't even apologize.

jules

Love the red dress, and I so would have worn the boots! My husband insisted on the princess shoes, but my boots went on for the reception.

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