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andromeda-ab · 5 months
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andromeda-ab · 1 year
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andromeda-ab · 1 year
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Memories of childhood--a jumbled mess of images and feelings--are far outnumbered by the photographs that linger in an old shoebox.
No, I didn't get an album. Mom always said she'd get to it, but the pages are still blank after I turn two. I would fawn over the others--blue for my sister, red for my mother. Pages and pages, volume after volume of memories, carefully preserved behind delicate plastic.
Did she give up? Maybe, but likely she just lost track of time. Unfortunately, to a child, they both feel the same.
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andromeda-ab · 1 year
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Three years later, this is still on Ric's fridge. Loudest compliment I could ever receive.
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