Memories of Grandmother Alice
As a boy, we sometimes let our immediate desires overshadow the more important work that we are here to accomplish. Sometimes we lose track of the things that are most important in life. We sometimes hurt others or ourselves on the path to discovering those things, which are truly most important. The transition from childhood to adulthood always involves encountering old feelings along the road. One of the deepest feelings that we encounter is that of love and relationships.
A encountered my share of hurt along the road to manhood. I fell off the path and forgot my way more than I am willing to admit to anyone. One person was always there to offer the gentle guidance that I needed to get back on track and stay focused on the future. This person in my life was Grandmother Alice [...].
Grandmother Alice stood 55 inches tall, was a big-breasted woman of medium size. She wore her light brown hair parted in the center and cut straight around the neck. She had a high straight forehead, a straight nose, a full grave mouth, which set off her large, brown eyes. Her lids were dark, fringed with gold and moulded close over her eyeballs. This gave her the profile of a staring gilded mask. Her eyes shone with an inner strength, earned from years of struggle and shouldering a great deal of responsibility. I remember her most often wearing a dress made of dark green glistening fabric. It was...
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