Irene 1

 Irene 1

Holding hands with Irene. 

Irene was my mother’s aunt, but I saw her as my aunt too.

I was visiting Irene one day after work. She cooked me a little tea and we talked. She talked about things that mattered to her; about the blitz, about her father coming to her graduation as a midwife, about Heidi, and Babs - and her new kitchen :). We held hands at the table as she talked. 

I am glad we had that time.

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