Reflection In the Big Glass Window …
By Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee/aka GeeGranny on Twitter
My mother, Daisy Earlene Strother, as a young woman. So beautiful, vibrant …
Sometimes it’s best not to look back for the pain. By Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee.
In the glass for a moment I saw my mother … then, I saw myself. I had to lower my eyes to the pavement … I couldn’t bear to look any more. My mother …
I walked into the store without looking back at the glass front. My thoughts were on my mother who died September 09, 2001 … we picked her ashes up at the funeral home on 9-11. There are things I can’t bear to think about that happened before, and around my mother’s death. I don’t like to think of my mother. Hurts too bad.
I began thinking of all the years the store has been there. I thought of how my mother went to that store many, many times through her life … how many times her reflection showed up in the big glass window on the front. I had never had this thought before … until I saw her reflection for a moment in the window. For a moment … I reflected her in that big glass window.
Note by this Author:
I miss my mother very much. I try never to think of her … the pain is great. All that surrounded her death that I learned through time by seeing, being told … break my Heart. All my family have died … and many of them died before their time. Life can be very sad … painful. Sometimes it’s best to … not think about the past.
Photos/true story are owned, written by me … Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee.