Tuesday, June 15, 2010

Day 9--Someone you wish you could meet.

Everybody asks me where I got my curly hair from. My mom has this very very thin, straight hair. My dad has thick wavy hair, but no one has the curls. Neither of my grandmothers nor grandfathers have it. So where the heck did it come from? It came from you. None of us met you. You died when my grandmother was very young. I wish I could have met you. You gave me the hair that has been such a debacle in my life. haha how I wish I could have been without this nest. But at the same time you gave me something to set me apart. And you must've been pretty darn cool, cuz granny Bess married you. c: I just wish I even knew what you looked like. But I know we have the hair in common.

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