Butterfly
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- Albuquerque, New Mexico USA
I don't have a decent picture of my mother -- just old photos. She wasn't keen on having her picture taken. I miss her every day still, and it's been 34 years. She often talked about her mother, who died when my mother was 13. She still missed her and treasured her memory. Although my grandfather remarried, my mother never really warmed up to his second wife.
The only thing my mom had of her mother was an old painted bowl, which had broken in two. She kept it all those years, carefully wrapped in a quilted satin sort of envelope thing. I now have it, and it's still wrapped in its quilted satin.
The only thing my mom had of her mother was an old painted bowl, which had broken in two. She kept it all those years, carefully wrapped in a quilted satin sort of envelope thing. I now have it, and it's still wrapped in its quilted satin.
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