Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Into the past and into a haze

Only recently I spotted someone exactly like my grand mom. I was taken aback for a minute as she is no more.
Seeing her, I slipped back into the past and was recounting all my experiences with my grandma, my best friend.
I can't seem to remember the sound of her voice. The memories of her are slowly becoming a blur and it is killing me