Showing posts with label being old. Show all posts
Showing posts with label being old. Show all posts
Monday, September 13, 2010
thruth sayers
Laurie your post remined me of Rachel asking our mom helper why she was fat. I had to explain her that it might be slightly true but that it hurts the person to hear it. Another time she asked a cashier at Giant who had gray hair why she was old. There was more explaining to be told on both sides.
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