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29 Questions…..

If you’ve ready my last post by now – you know what the number 29 means to me.

My sister Shannette died when she was ONLY 29.  I was 18.  I’m 29 now.  We were 11 years apart.  I was just entering the adult world – when she was just leaving.  So many things I wish I knew about her – So many questions I wish I could ask her.

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