Danielle’s mom and I were best friends in high school. We shared many, many late nights together laughing and giggling, crying over the most recent boyfriend drama or whining about Ms Byrd’s short-hand class. Hearing Danielle’s laughter that day brought back all of those memories; she sounds so much like her mom. And while I haven’t been able to watch her grow up to the beautiful young lady she is today, I learned so much about her in those two short hours we spent together that afternoon taking her pictures.
Here are a few things I learned about Danielle.
Her smile is contagious.
Her old blue pick-up truck is her signature.
A few of her favorite things: her Bible, her camera, her xylophone and her sticker-adorned suitcase.
Inside and out.
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