December 23rd, 1971

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December 23rd, 1971

Dear diary,

Christmas Eve is tomorrow, and I'm so excited. I will get to see my Mom again.

Grandma and Grandpa are always so quiet and sad. You can see it on their faces. I didn't have a close bond with them like I do with my mom. I could just see the lost hope and sadness brimming my grandma's eyes every time she's near.

Grandma lifted me to sit on her lap one morning, which surprised me. She looked at me with the sadness in her eyes, and pulled her lips into a very small smile. "You look so much like your mother, Ruby. Do you know that?"

I know how much I resemble my mother. That must be why she says I'm her special girl. We have a close bond and I've always been her special, only child.

It seems as if we are growing closer recently. I can't put my finger on it. Ever since she has come back, there's this feeling I have.

I love my mom.

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