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Charlotte Taylor

August 16, 2014

I guess there is no getting around it. Evidently it is a universal feeling – that knowledge that you are not the parent that you wish you had been. Of all people, I couldn’t imagine you feeling that way because you and Karen have raised a beautiful family. They love and respect you and have an easy way of showing their love. But, like you said, we all have some regrets. I’m so thankful that God fills in where we are lacking. That was a beautiful picture of Robin’s relationship with his daughter. Thanks for sharing it. Love you

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