And We Begin!

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Hello! My name is Brianna Hilario and it may be my first time blogging but, I have so many experiences to share! We will find that life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass, it's learning to dance in the rain. This blog is for my family relations class and I will be sharing my insights on what this class has to teach me. 

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