A Forgotten Photograph
While searching through old boxes one afternoon, James came across an old picture of Charlotte. “Hey Dad, is this your mother?” He held it up and asked. As I turned to face the photo, a wave of memories swept through me, and the room fell silent. An echo of nostalgia that persisted in the air, bringing back memories and thoughts I hadn’t faced in a long time, was triggered by James’s finding.
A Forgotten Photograph
Curiosity Unleashed
Lead lining his inquiries sparked James’s interest. How did she behave? His eyes were full of awe as he asked. Eager for stories, Jonas and Eva gathered around. I had been avoiding that moment for years. I had to face my memories as a result of his quest for answers, and my hesitancy stood in stark contrast to my determination. Knowing that we would need to carefully handle the truth about our absent history, I hesitated, attempting to make sense of the past and our present.
Curiosity Unleashed
