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Forever Faye

Faye, your presence is such a fascination to me.
Thank you for knowing I wanted you here. 
Thank you for your tender patience. 
Thank you for how happy you feel to be here. 

Thank you for continuing my journey of motherhood. 
I hope I bless you. 
I hope I give you all I can and that together we'll grow in joy and love for God, for heaven and family
 
I am filled with joy and hope and I thank you a thousand times for being you.
You are every treasure you were promised to be.

Photography by Anna Alyse  
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