(Scintilla prompt: Post a photo of yourself from before age 10. Write about what you remember of the day the photo was taken. It may not be a full story…..)
Little flashbacks to that day…
That sweater itched like crazy, even though it was beautiful, handmade by mom. And it was yellow. The color of a spring flower…
That couch, that room with the dark paneling. They called it the sun room because of the wall of windows on the south side that allowed the light of day to fill that space.
The hair, “flipped up” on the ends…made possible by pink sponge curlers worn while I slept. The headband, worn to keep that hair out of my eyes and face, a style that stayed with me for years.
Had to be a Sunday afternoon or I would not have been dressed up.
Grandpa had to prompt me to smile and for some reason I was shy about it.