When I went to see my family after four
years of keeping away my mother busted out some old pictures. One of
the pictures I found was this one of my, my sister, brother, and
Grandmama (big G like she the President). The thing I love about old
photos is that when I see them I remember everything that led up to
it happening. This image is strange because I am wearing shorts and a
hockey shirt. I don't like hockey! I wear shorts once every five
years. I was about 16 or 16 years old when this was taken. I think 16
because this is the second house we lived at on this street. The
couch that we are on is one of the two I had in my apartment that
didn't have to be brought in through the window. I don't know why
Grandmama is there because none of us are wearing Easter clothes or
anything and she rarely just showed up. This is a pretty good mental
image I have of her. Even though for the last few years of her life
she stopped dyeing her hair red I still picture her with it and the
same type of glasses she wore since I was a kid.
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