this is the preview for the whole kit :D
Preview of Cluster Frames
Enjoy :D Chantelle H
this is the preview for the whole kit :D
Preview of Cluster Frames
This is the preview to the whole kit
this is the preview for the Cluster Frames I made :D
My LO for this kit :) Me and my Hunny :)
My LO for this kit "Darcy"
My LO for this kit " My Teddy Bear Kitten " :D
Jens LO fot this kit :D
this Jens LO of Lily
My LO for this kit " Bryanne"
my LO for chipettes kit :D
I, who have no sisters or brothers, look with some degree of innocent envy on those who may be said to be born to friends.
Love is as much of an object as an obsession, everybody
wants it, everybody seeks it, but few ever achieve it, those who do will cherish
it, be lost in it, and among all, never... never forget it."To the world you maybe one person, but to one person you maybe the world."
My little Girl, My little BoyDaddy's Girl
When you were young, pony-tailed, face full of playful freckles, were you a daddy's girl?I was. I still am. Did you look to him for your security, for love and attention, for the understanding, and the patience you lackedas a child?
My daddy was the center of my small world, the focus of my affections, the star that lit my life, shining bright. Shining still in my heart.
The years have led me here, weathered with maturity and responsibilities, and I see more clearly now.
The hardships, burdens of love, and all the small sacrifices he made for me, for our family. He created stability, a place to call home.
All the photographs I browse through of a child long forgotten, scarcely remembered smiling, so happy and so loved.
The mere thought of becoming that role model is enough to send me cowering, afraid...looking for guidance.
Turning to my father for support, advice, wise counsel, and for approval. Grown up, I see differently now...A new perspective of a man I have always known.
My heart is full, my emotions overpowering just in the certainty of that bond. He's been there for me through all the conflicts helping me over the rough, ragged stones of growing up.
My respect for him is unending, faith is unbound, and love is unquestioning. Even in the midst of all my imperfections, he is lenient, ignoring the pitfalls, the downfalls, the shortcomings,he just accepted me as I was, as I am.
The sheer purity of it leaves me awe-struck