Posted on May 22, 2015
by Paris Renae
My earliest memory is feeling like the sand was running out from under my feet and the dizzy feeling like I might topple over. I was fortunate enough to live about thirty minutes from the white silver sands of Florida’s panhandle when I…
Category: UncategorizedTags: America, beach, children, cross, Father, Florida, freedom, friend, God, grateful, Jesus, memorial, Memorial Day, memory, mother, sand, soldier, soul, starfish, stars, U.S.A.
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