Aunt Ginny gave me a mirror that belonged to her mother. I’ve always avoided looking into it, thinking I may see the face of my grandmother peering back out at me. I imagine that, not so many years from now, that will be the case. I already see my mom when I look in a mirror, it will be Grandma soon.
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Better than Grandpa, I suppose. I love the base on that mirror.
Yes, my Grandma Green was lovely in her 60s and 70s.
Oh, I’ve fast-forwarded into my grandmother. This is not a good thing.
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I was looking at old photos and found I’m well on my way to one grandmother…and seeing shadows of a great-grandmother as well. I would avoid the mirror!