My Mother

             Last summer as I was looking through my family's chest of photo albums, I happened upon an interesting photograph. As I pulled out the last scrapbook and blew the dust away I noticed a picture forsaken at the bottom of the box, it was of my mother. This picture of her as a twenty-five-year-old woman and the story behind it has enthralled me from the moment I discovered it.
             The young woman in the picture is how I vision myself in a few years. Her face is not quite as round as mine, but her vibrant, brown hair is of the same hue. For as long as I can recollect her hair has always been curled, but if it were not then it would be softy, wavy as my own. My mother's mouth is slightly open showing a row of perfectly straight teeth. She has the same prominent "smile lines" and the slightest hint of pink in her lips as I do. The most outstanding similarity, nevertheless, is my mother's eyes. We both have the same unmistakable almond shaped, ashen blue eyes. Barely visible through wisps of chestnut curls, are defining eyebrows that accent her striking, vivid eyes.
             I observed my mother's demure apparel and lack of jewelry in this snapshot. She is wearing a deep brown nylon blouse with ivory dots; the slick material shines and reflects the light in its creases and wrinkles. It has a plain dress collar that is 'v' cut and undersized sleeves setting off her arms. Her bland brown dress pants complement her blouse properly and do not draw attention away from her natural beauty. She is wearing a solitary silver chain around her neck and her wedding ring on her left hand. The simplicity of the single chain is part of my mother personality; she likes life to be straightforward and honest. The delicate wedding ring looks appropriate on her slight hand. A diamond, crystal clear, and a dainty silver chain are all she ever wore back then, when life was simple.
             The story behind this picture is just as touching as the photograph itself. It was taken ...

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