The passport…

person putting a passport on bag
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So my passport arrived today. And I was jumping up and down and squealing like a child on the playground of a schoolyard. So why does this official document hold so much joy for me?

I think it’s what a passport represents…

Freedom…

I can now travel…out of the country…

I can visit anywhere I have dreamed of…

Paris…

 

Stay groovy…

–Susie

(Copyright 2019 Susie Krivacic)

 

 

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