Starting a weekly challenge for myself. Each Monday a different object from my past (near or far). This week's object is a ring given to me by my grandma. It belonged to my greatgrandmother. When I see it I'm reminded of her. She was a small framed woman who had long hair, always fixed up in a bun. I remember visiting her little home sometimes. There was a particular smell and colours that made it familiar. I remember she had these two silver peackocs with ruby-colored eyes and a jug of some kind of homemade liquor (ginja?). She had a funny way of pronouncing one of my brother's names ("Jonátas" instead of "Jónatas"). I remember the day she died.
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Ohhh, so sweet!
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