In my younger years, I hated dressing up for special occasions. I’m a jeans and t-shirt girl all the way. At the time it never occured to me that the opportunities to dress up would become fewer and fewer as I got older. A mom seldom has time or a reason to get fancy. It makes me wish I had complained a little less, maybe even tried harder to be happy in those gussied up moments of restrictive clothing. My point is, the older I get, the more I realize life is too short to not to find some kind of joy in everything we get to experience.
Janelle Evans, Author
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