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Wednesday, May 22, 2013

Respect for Mothers

It's my moms birthday today. I get mad at her a lot. Afterwards, I always regret it. I hate being mean to people. It makes me feel like a bully and I know the person on the other end of my meanness is feeling worse than I am. My mom is always there for me. When I screw up she helps me get back on track. Though she is always nagging I know that means she cares. 

The rose is a symbol for unconscious beauty. Most people are unconscious of their beauty. I love showing my mom that she is beautiful and I love her. 

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