Describe a family member.
Beautiful, curly thick salt and pepper hair. A little thick around the middle, but fit from her job, which is physically demanding. Olive skin that means she stans out from the rest of us, who could easily be mistaken for ghosts, so pale are we. A warm and loving personality, if not rather fearful of abandonment, a paranoia we share. A survivor of trauma I couldn’t imagine. It took me a long time to truly understand her, and I am sorry for all the years lost to those misunderstandings.










