flowers & barbed wire: a little piece of the puzzle

Saturday, September 13, 2008

a little piece of the puzzle

my earliest memory that i know for sure is my own & not a story told to me by my sisters or a photograph ive seen a million times in a slide show--is the memory of my mom telling me my parakeet died. we were at the grocery store, i was 5. "petey died," she said matter-of-factly as we pushed the cart... Sign in to see full entry.

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