The line “[t]he photo reminds me to miss him,” is genuinely sweet. There’s the hint of remorse in that she’s somehow forgotten that she misses him, mixed with a subtle charge of happiness when she remembers.

Very well done.

I have an appreciation for the photographs and still frames as they are my mind, at times, and I rely on them.

Poignant.

Cute and sweet story. I really like the whole idea of identity and self as perceived by others with the realization that we may know a person at a given time, but that’s not necessarily their whole self. Cool story.

Aww. It’s sweet how she remembers all the small things.

Sweet and sad.

That’s a beautifully poignant elegy for the whole of a life. I enjoyed reading that, for sure.

Best Reminiscence

Thanks PJ, this was a great challenge.