I only own 55 photos of myself and 48 of them show my face. Yet, I feel its so little.
She asked me if I were hungry, I responded no. Yet her mother instinct told her to make me something. She made me peanut butter and jelly on wheat with a side of sliced strawberries with a banana on the side. And how well does she know me? She gave me a pack of Oreo’s.