I think of her all the time...

Tonight walking out of school, out of no where it hits me. I think... as I chuckle to myself... "what a little brat."

I had on my glasses, and I could see glare from the lights, but everything was clear, unlike when I don't wear my glasses, and suddenly I begin to think of Emerald when she got glasses. She got glasses because she was suddenly unable to see, the board at school. After a while those glasses didn't work either... and we went and she got an entirely different prescription. I remember thinking it was the doctors fault, but it wasn't. I *had* to do with the tumor, because eventually she didn't need them at all! I even thought she was faking and wanted glasses, but she wouldn't wear them, so I know that wasn't it!

But I digress, because she was my kid... my very favorite person in the whole world, of course, I got her the glasses with all the stuff she needed. Light weight lenses, anti-glare coating. She kept rubbing it in my face that she got no glare when she wore hers, but she knew that I did have glare because I would always complain about it. I never did take as good care of myself as I did her.

Anyway, now whenever I see glare, I think of her making fun of me... or gloating rather that she had something cool that I didn't.

Anyway, nothing I needed to mention, just something I wanted to remember.