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There is a painting my father made, and it is of a girl done in bright, vibrant colors. I've always loved it, but it sat in storage for several years until my 16th birthday, when he gave it to me. Gael gave me a big photo album with copies of photos she's taken of our friends and family over the years. They were both very thoughtful gifts, and it was the first and only time I've ever cried (with happiness) over gifts. (Not implying I've cried with disappointment at all my other gifts, of course. ;) Anyway, I was just laying on my bed gazing at it and reminiscing, so I thought I'd share it with everyone. A friend took this photo last year with a digital camera, so the colors aren't exactly true, and he caught it at an odd angle so I had to crop some off, but it will have to do.
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