Memory Lane


Orphanage in Ulan Bator, Mongolia

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best and worst thing about photographs is that they are a vibrant reminder of our past.  Sometimes the pictures remind us of those we’ve lost along the way, and other times, they remind us the best moments we’ve ever lived in.  This photograph is one of those latter memories for me.  As an orphan, I’ve felt a kindred spirit for orphans from around the world.  On my last day in Mongolia, I visited an orphanage in the countryside.  Here are some of the orphans that I was able to spend the day with and will always be carried around in my heart.

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