True Magic

I have experienced few more beautiful things than the simple act of sitting next to my mom and cousin as they go through black and white photos from their past in Portugal. Hilarious stories, sad stories, political stories, mysterious stories; I try to make mental notes and the occasional audio-visual recording of each one.

Recording or no recording, being in the room while these two reminisce… that’s what I’ve been enjoying most recently.

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  1. February 23, 2008

    What a total sensory experience it must be. I remember sitting with my great-grandmother about 10 years ago, and just absorbing every word she said; story after story after amazing story.

    I wish I didn’t forget most of it.

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