How I did it: I kept thinking of things, things from childhood, things from adulthood.  I looked at pictures.  I racked my brain & searched my memory.  It was really hard to come up with stuff about HER, and not about ME.  Because she focused on the people around her, not on herself.  I had to rely on what I KNEW about her, not what she told me, because she didn't talk about herself.  In the process I remembered her house, in detail.  Her walk, her smell, the look of her hands.  I remembered what my lips felt like on her cheek.  It sometimes made me cry, because I miss her still, but it feels so good to have her so close.

Lessons & tips: Don't give up, don't be afraid.

Aug 17, 08:35PM PDT | 0 comments | 6 cheers