|Mom, far left.|
|Mom, second from right.|
|There she is. Far left, rocking the hair clip.|
|Laughing, far right. With her sisters.|
|Obon dancing. Legit.|
|Helping out a friend.|
|She's on the far right looking so beautiful I can't stand it.|
|She looks so much like my sister here it's freaking me out.|
Putting together the slideshow for the funeral is bittersweet. My heart is heavy, but who doesn't love vintage photos? Especially when kimonos are thrown in to the mix. Especially when your mom is a rock star.
Obviously, being a Japanese American in the 50's meant your mother forced you into kimonos to dance in festivals, but I think my mom liked it. She was a shy person, so the limelight wasn't her most favorite thing. But she appreciated her culture and was a very obedient daughter. In those ways I'm very much the opposite of her.
I remember looking at these photos as a kid and wanting to be like her. It's very strange to feel myself developing into her. There are subtle things that are slowly happening, like my die-hard purse addiction or how I overreact to cute babies. I didn't appreciate her outer beauty until I was in high school and realized, "My mom's really pretty."
I thought it might be fun if you shared some vintage photos of your mom, grandma, etc. If you have a photo you want to share, email them to me at dancingbranflake @ gmail.com. I'd love to feature them. If you have a blog, website, or social media link, I'll include that with the photo so we know who you are.
Have a good weekend, friends.