Friday, July 27, 2007
I have my grandmother's eyes, sort of. Since she was sixty when I was born and older than that by the time I noticed, hers started to fade. They were this pale blue grey sparkle which I know would have been so beautiful with the dark brown hair of her youth (it was mostly grey by the time we met and no color pictures of her exist with it obviously). I'm sure they were a deeper blue to begin with, but the ones I remember are so much like my own that looking in the mirror for too long always brings it back.
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I, too, have my grandmother's eyes (my Father's mother)--more so than anyone else in the family. Hers became paler green with age, a most interesting color. I can still see her eyes, and I often see hers in mine. Interesting reading your thoughts on this.
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