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Awwwww, is that your daughter’s drawing?
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Yes it is. 🙂 You may have not seen the post about this drawing – https://markschutter.com/2015/06/27/how-do-i-make-sense-of-this/ It explains the story behind the drawing if you are interested.
Oh yes, I followed you link here. Wow. That must have been an emotional and heart-wrenching experience. Kind of takes you off guard, doesn’t it? Beautiful Mark.
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It sure did, thanks for your kind words Staci.
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