Wednesday, October 31, 2007
Love, Mother.

Yesterday I went to the bank, to be added to my mother's safety deposit box list. She took me into the vault, and showed me the box. Then she took me into a little room, and showed me its contents.

Her kesuba, birth certificates, her life insurance policy, other legalities. Jewelery that will someday be mine. Attached to her birth certificate was a note, explaining how it was an original and that a second one was issued after she was named. It was signed simply, "Love, Mother."

My precious grandmother, who passed away when I was 7. Those were her words, her handwriting, her love. I ran my hands across the words in reverence, and my eyes filled with tears.


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