Looking in the mirror

i remember seeing myself in the mirror of my parents' closet in their bedroom. my mother is standing to the right of me and is wearing something beige/pastel pink. i could already stand up, i'm not sure if i could walk. maybe that is why she was standing right next to me. i'm wearing an overall with green/white/red stripes and am unsure of what to think of the person i'm seeing in the mirror.

i did not realize that i was seeing myself. and as i remembered this for the first time, i suddenly felt the grief i was feeling once i learnt that this person i had seen so often and had formed an attachment to, was in reality me and not an external person. that was something i had to chew on and learn to accept. this memory just recently came back to me.

Posted By: Eva K
Baltimore