My Third Grandmother
I got a phone call from my mother’s friend who is over 75. I have seen her only a few times but heard a lot about her from my mother. Maybe that’s why I feel close to her.I gave her a little gift from the travels to Europe. The phone call was about it. She also told me how she felt by hearing my travel stories. In her youth, it was even hard to find something to eat. On the other hand, I can fly over the sea and feel the world. Time is changing…
She said, “Open your eyes and look at the things and people in order to be happy.” I want to keep it in my mind. She is like my grandmother.
posted by Maffie @ 8:28 PM
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