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How many kinds of blemished are there on my heart that I've put there simply from my thoughts? From my heart to my head and then to my actions. How much longer can we continue to allow the things we've done wrong to continuously make us do more wrong things? Blemishes on the face go away just as we can be forgiven of the hidden blemishes on our hearts.
Candid moments run through my mind every once in a while. I wish I had pictures that could capture them - Ally laughing, Abby giving me thoughtful advice, Espi eating a jalepeño on accident at the dinner table.