A Memory of India

Today, as I continue to be unpacking boxes every weekend from the move, I came across a photo I took years ago when I ventured to the country of India.  I’ve always loved this photo of a random woman in a village I visited.  The joy on her face is unforgettable.  I remember feeling helpless to give anything to  such an individual who lived in such simplicity that I could never fathom. 

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