Authentically Loved

Somewhere there's a stolen halo, I use to watch her wear it well, Everything would shine wherever she would go, But looking at her now you'd never tell...Someone ran away with her innocence, A memory she can't get out of her head, I can only imagine what she's feeling, When she's praying, Kneeling at the edge of her bed...

Wow, Thanksgiving came and went. I ended up doing the majority of the cooking. Here are some pictures from the day...