Changes

I was inspired by the leaves, the color orange, and the two different contrasting fonts for the title and journaling. I smudged the journaling for posting, but here's what it says:


I look at this picture and I see what I wish I had.
When I grew up, I thought we had a very
close-knit family who would stick by
each other through thick and thin.
As time went by, I could see the cracks
but didn't believe them. Once my Momma died
I knew it was true. I mourn the loss
of the family I thought I had.
Moving to Las Vegas gave me feet that
I knew could stand on my own and
the strength and courage to forge my
own path. That came with a price: Losing
my brother and sister's respect. I chose
a different path than they did, and even
speaking my mind around them gets me
shut out, yelled at, and ridiculed.
I miss them so much, but I
cant pretend to be that
which I am
not.
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