Life Is Beautiful

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​This old gal…

Looking through that box of photos…black and white…vintage…admiring the clothing…the settings…that old tin Lizzie used as a prop...

Saw something else…that face looking back from those tattered pages…that face serene…demure…smiling…that face…Emily M’s face…could also be someone else’s face…

That daughter of mine…that oldest daughter of mine…the one who seemed to have dodged the big round bohemie cabbage head…unlike that mother of hers and several other members of her family…

It’s there in the eyes…the nose…the tilt of the face…the lips…the chin…the shape of the jaw…and it warms a mother’s heart…this mother’s heart…

The past and the future…blending…melding…the future reminiscent of the past…the past carried on by the future…

It’s beautiful really…so very beautiful the way that life works…almost as beautiful…as those women in the photographs…

Almost…
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And those daughters of mine…agree…