My grandmother was a strong and stunning woman. As a child, I would intently study the way she looked. Her brown hair pulled perfectly into a bun…Her pink lipstick complimenting her glistening skin…And most of all, her big, brown, beautifully expressive, eyes. Back in the day, my mom would drop me off to spend an … Continue reading Grandma, What Big Eyes You Have: Abandoning Childhood Survival Tools
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