Gentle spirit, warm embraces, peaceful heart with sincerity that will move mountains.
These are the things I think of when I reflect on Amah (my grandmother) who passed away a year ago. The one thing that moved me to post today was her shyness in front of a camera. I have only non-digital images of her that make me smile simply because she was a woman free from being ostentatious, a woman of modesty. She would never look directly into a lens, ever.
Forever missed, always in my heart.
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you remind me of amah..
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