J+M+J
I just couldn’t mess up the loveliness of the flowers with some ugly writing. The roses are from my grandparents on Mom’s side, and the daisies are from the physical therapist who I worked with to fix my feet troubles.
A+M+D+G
J+M+J
I just couldn’t mess up the loveliness of the flowers with some ugly writing. The roses are from my grandparents on Mom’s side, and the daisies are from the physical therapist who I worked with to fix my feet troubles.
A+M+D+G
Grandma Becky
Sarah, I thought the roses were pretty. They are so fragile–not like you. Also, one is for Maria.