miss the 4 seasons living in asia all those autumn colours so beautiful
Midland, Michigan, USA – October 2012
When I knock on her front door, she doesn’t know who I am. “Dobrý deň, Pani.” I hold up the bag of tomatoes from my mother’s garden. She knows that I live in Slovakia now. “Would you like some tomatoes?”
“Dobrý deň,” she answers, still no recognition in her eyes. “Come on in.”
I follow her into the dining room. Maybe she just isn’t that excited to see me. We talk about the weather and the changing leaves until my mother comes in a few minutes later. I asked her to wait around the corner for a few minutes so that it could really be a surprise.
I look at her and shake my head. Her face goes pale. “Mom, it’s Julie.”
In my grandmother’s eyes, the turbulence of muddled memory. “No, it’s not! It doesn’t even look like her!”
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