Happy Mother’s Day ♥♥.
Thanks to everyone stopping by last week and a special thanks to those who left a comment. I really appreciate it.
I’m re-posting a story which I started a many years ago. It’s written in first POV, which has been a challenge to say the least. So, some of you may know the story already, but I’d appreciate constructive critique ☺
I carefully open up the diary and flick through a first few pages. An old sepia coloured photo falls into my lap. It shows a woman with long hair. I assume it’s blonde, but it’s hard to tell with the lack of colours. The woman is smiling and squinting into the camera. She looks beautiful, even in the old-fashioned daggy clothes. I study the photo and notice she’s very skinny under the clothes. Her hair is tight up in a ponytail which hangs across her shoulder. She has beautifully shaped eyes and from the sepia colour I can only assume they are of a darker colour in real life. Her smile is genuine and I wonder about the reason is behind the smile. I hold the photo a bit closer and notice some freckles on her face. I smile. Just like me. And then I turn the photo over and read in Mum’s handwriting: Hedwig Maria Stein. It’s my grandma! I turn the photo again and have another close look. Mum always said I reminded her of Grandma. Especially my eyes. So I assume Grandma had green eyes like me. I hold my hand over her eyes on the photo and check out Grandma’s mouth. It’d be nice to think I have full lips like her. And I cannot believe what I’m seeing. I squint as I move the photo even closer. Grandma even has the small gap in her front teeth like me. Cool!
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12 thoughts on “#SnippetSunday “It’s my grandma!” #Bookish #Romance”
Love this, Iris! It’s nice to see parts of ourselves in our ancestors 🙂
Happy Mother’s Day!
Thank you Jacquie. I’m hoping to finally get this story finished. It’s based on my mum’s stories about her parents and about growing up during the war. I hope I will do it just.
Happy Mother’s Day to you, too ♥
I learned something today, which I love: “daggy”.
I’ve never come up with a story to go with the detailed reminiscences I have of a few relatives growing up in occupied Belgium in WWI and Belgium and Netherlands in WWII. One of these days, though, I hope to work the extensive information I’m lucky to have into a story.
Thanks Ed … the older I get the more important it is to me to “hand down” that kind of information not only to my girls, but as many people as possible. Let me know once you do, I’d be interested in reading your story.
Yes, it feels strange to see one’s face reflected in ancestors.
It is, but at the same time it must be exciting. Thanks for stopping by Aurora.
Enjoyed the excerpt, which I thought was quite effective in telling us about the ancestor and the main character. Well done!
Thank you, Veronica. Glad you liked it.
What a strong resemblance. Very cool scene.
Thank you, Karen 🙂
It’s always interesting to see where you come from, especially in genetics when you see things physically. I don’t think I’d be as thrilled as her to know the teeth gap was a genetic mishap though. Lol. I’d be giving a sarcastic “thanks, grandma” for that one.
As a small edit suggestion, I think you use the word “color” a little much in the beginning. Nothing a thesaurus and or some rearranging can’t fix though.
Thanks Daelyn. I’ll make a note regarding the colour. Much appreciated. As for the gap … agree, yet still, I’d be thrilled to share something so distinctive 🙂