Why I am Who I am
1. Ramen Noodles, Woody, grandma's nursing home, Papa's handkerchief, fat lip, ants, oldsmobile, Blue Moon, dolphin necklace, Deja Vu, Shooters, flat tire, hot dogs, dad's baseball cap, clarinet, porcelain dolls, whistle pops.
2. My husband's hands, rough and calloused from work- so hard they sting sometimes when running across my skin. they have permanent dirt caked into the deep crevices and are covered in smooth patches from scars and pink burns.
3. The smell of my great grandmother. It's soft and flowery, something like a white oleander. Sometimes I can smell it in a candle, softly sweet and somewhat dull in the way it tugs at my memory.
4. "Someone's at the door." "It's Ian."
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