PHOTO PROMPT © J Hardy Carroll
Every time I think of my hundred-year-old great grandmother, I remember her room window. A black-and-white photograph that pictures a woman gifted with a rare beauty, looking out through her window, longing for her long away husband flashes in mind.
After decades, all saw her; a mother looking through the window mourning her gone son.
The youngest generation loved her as their favorite humorist who always sat beside the window.
She had seen so much life that after she was gone, even her window and the bricks of her room started recounting her tales. Something we all like to cherish.