Indelible Ink
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Indelible Ink

What My Mother Gave Me

Time, Traits & Love

My mother and her mother on a lovely spring day in 1978.

I am my mother’s daughter. I am her child. The evidence is in my face. She gave me her brown, almond-shaped eyes. I also inherited her smile. I got my father’s physique (long, veiny, muscular limbs), but I never exceeded my mother’s height. The gap between my two front teeth, that’s from her. She gave that to all three of us (her children), and so we wouldn’t be insecure about it, she told…




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