Mom: Jack, don't step there, you're sister made a big mess. (look under his chair) I guess someone else made a big mess too, why did you do that? You're not a baby like you sister?
How can I describe who I am when I am still figuring so much of that out? There are basics, like I am a wife, I am a mom, but what is my character like? I hope this will never be solidified and that God will continually be shaping me into what He wants me to be like. For that is what I was made to be.
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