Stories tagged “grandparents”
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A Small Silver Chain
All I’ve got left of my grandmother is a small silver chain. She’s gone from my life, from our lives, and I can’t help but feel that we are diminished by her absence. She’s not dead. Not yet. She has all her life existed somewhere between life ...
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Lesson
I remember sitting in Babcia’s kitchen (babcia is Polish for “grandmother”, so that’s how we address her). I was in eighth grade at the time. Our teacher made us take a unit on the Holocaust, and, knowing that Babcia had been bo...
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Photos Not Taken
It’s the photographs not taken that keep me awake at night, the memories of people and places not yet long forgotten, but quickly heading down that path. My mind recently has been wandering to the home of my grandparents, a place where I spent ma...
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Christmas Lights (Paranoid Android)
Color seeped from the pitch black sky, as the frail figure on the path tightened her grip on her plastic bags. A wind whispered behind, brushing trees. Nothing but darkness now. Her breath stuck in her chest. The old lady stopped. Back in the slums, sh...