30 Days of Truth, Day 11 – Something people seem to compliment you the most on.
My pretty green eyes. Courtesy of my Grandma, by way of my mother. They run in my family, and only with the girls. My daughter has her own lovely version. My Grandma passed away when I was 12, and there’s something pretty wonderful about looking in the mirror and seeing the same green eyes she had, smiling back at me. It makes missing her a little easier, and I’m happy they continue on in my daughter.
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