The Eyes of the Ancestors

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I recognize myself in my grandmother’s eyes.

My cousin showed me an old picture of her that they had just found. She looked so strong and serene and beautiful and fierce. I missed her. I missed that I never got to know her as I got older. I knew she would have been proud of the woman I had become. We had the same look in our eyes, her and I. The same determination.

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