For weeks the smell of coffee would awaken a long buried memory. A memory I just couldn’t seem to remember. No matter what I did, or much I tried I just couldn’t make it clearer.
All the details were fuzzy. I just didn’t know what or who I was to remember!
Coffee. Summer.
Then a few minutes ago while watching an obscure clip from General Hospital something happened. I don’t know how to explain it.
It was my grandmother!
I burst into tears. I started crying. She had been trying to communicate with me.
All this time.
I hope it’s not a long reach. 💕💕
I still don’t know what I am to remember but hopefully I am right.
A GIRL OUT OF THE ORDINARY 