Looking into her eyes, I see 103 years unite everyone around her. 

Sitting at the edge of her bed, I sit at her feet and for the very first time--we talk. 

I am in my 40's, but never find time to share a real conversation with my grandmother ---until now.                                                                                                                                          Remembering details that remained unspoken for decades,                                                             allows her sparkling youth to shine in her eyes once again.

I catch a glimpse of her memory in them.

Vibrant memories replace shadows that quietly, softly conceal her youth.                                                                           

In a fleeting moment, the mask that shields her eyes - disappears                                                               

Unveiling her strong vitality for life.