First Memory

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The first memories of my childhood are always with her.

Her smile, her laugh, and her kind eyes are the first of my life time line.

She was the first to hold me, the first to kiss me, and the first to shower me with her love since the moment I came to this world.

She was and still is everything to me, no matter what I say or do, you are everything to me.

I remember you holding me in your warm arms, despite the fact that you could barely lift them.

I remember you always smiling to me and telling me things that I cannot remember anymore, but I can still remember her soft tone as she spoke to me while I was in her arms.

Her, urging me to eat so that I could grow up and be a great woman, not in knowledge or beauty, but a great woman in all. For that is all I wish to be and am still striving to be, yet she tells me that I already am a great woman in her eyes.

How can that be, when I have not even yet gone to college. I have not even got a degree or the first in the class. So how is it possible that I am a great woman in her eyes?

That i'll never know.


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⏰ Last updated: Aug 04, 2017 ⏰

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