I grew up on the coast, and it's always felt like home. I lived in the interior for almost a decade, but a few years ago, work brought me back to the coast. I'd forgotten how much peace I could recover, just sitting on the shore watching the waves. Since then I've become a mom, twice, and covered a lot of ground. Gone Coastal is a place for me to post some of my many random thoughts on life and friends and faith. I strive to write truthfully, sometimes brutally, though far from everything here is deep. Sometimes it's just sharing a moment or a thought.
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Oh- how sweet. In a sad sort of a way. I have a pic of Thing One crying her heart out, and my mom always wondered why I'd take a picture of that. I figured that it was because that's how she was then. As much as when she was all grins. And both faces were my baby.
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Anonymous, at 9:36 a.m.
Yeah, I thought the pout was rather cute, and it is part of who she is. I have vague memories of being around eight years old and having a movie camera pointed at me when I was upset and crying about something, and feeling rather wounded by it all, so I don't think I'll be taking many of these. But when you love 'em you can help but think they're gorgeous and photo worthy even when they're sad.
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Coastal, at 2:23 p.m.
Awesome picture! That is one of those that you keep for special occasions - like wedding days and other public events when she is old enough to be embarassed in front of friends and family...
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Anonymous, at 8:41 a.m.
That was pretty much the Bear's plan, too.
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Coastal, at 8:58 a.m.
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