My Grandmother’s Eyes

Remembering my grandma three years after her death

People say I have my grandmother’s eyes.

Hers were hazel, with a ring of gold circling her pupils. Mine are much the same. When they catch enough light, they appear moss-green — like the forest surrounding the place I grew up in. Other times, they look almost blue, like my mom’s, or cedar-brown, like my dad’s.

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I am a university student who writes under a pseudonym about history, life and faith. :) https://www.buymeacoffee.com/ilanaquin

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Ilana Quinn

I am a university student who writes under a pseudonym about history, life and faith. :) https://www.buymeacoffee.com/ilanaquin