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Russian Nesting Backpacks

My mom was so amazing. Every single month, just before I got my period, but only within a few hours; There would magically be a home made chocolate lava bunt cake sitting on the table; Without my freakin name on it because we all know exactly who it was for.

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I keep on getting backpacks , and smaller ones. I made 2 black denim ones. I seriously have the right sized backpacks to fit them inside of eachother just like Russian Nesting Dolls. I used to be, and am still obsessed with those dolls. They are so0o frreaking awesome! The coolest thing is that they start off as adults, and turn into children; Or so it seems that way within the display.
-Upon second glance, they're made exactly like us. The essence in the very center of them being the smallest one within; The child. All others, merely a layer of representation of the center self. Of the sociological growth, and pressure to become something other than what we originally were.- But we're still just the same as always. -Always will
I didn't update on the looming possible bad news, which actually turned out to be good news. Isn't it funny how God has a way of making us feel satisfied, and blessed even; To be in the same exact situation that we were already in- Thankful that it doesn't continue to press into our time ..

Twill continue? Maybe not?

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