BLUSH

Whenever my mom would get back from a cruise, she would force us all to sit through a slideshow [and tell] of the photos she’d taken. Not that we needed much persuading, but more so that she unashamedly demanded our undivided attention and provided refreshments. Ha. I thought of her today as I uploaded the jillion photos of the coast and the ocean I plan to post in the next few days. I haven’t been able to talk to her in five years now, but I still become more like her with each passing one.

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