Mama

I miss my mama. This is her my age. When I look at these pictures I am astounded and something is pulling me into that time. Like I was there, except I wasn't. I always see her as this enigma and I look up to her like crazy. So classic. So stylish. So gorgeous. So subtle but confident with her little dog.
Also it's all about what is left behind. No-one really takes care of their pictures. We album some, we frame some. BUt then there are some we forget about. They get left in a box, inbetween book pages. I think my mum has kind of forgotten this one exists so Ima frame some for Xmas for her and surprise her.