Mirror Mirror On The Wall..

I've got this hand mirror and I think it's a little over 100 years old. Silver backed, the glass itself is a little worn around the edges now but it still throws back one's reflection very clearly. It belonged to my beautiful Nanny Ada - she passed away in 1966 and it came into my possession after my Mum passed away in 2010. I know it was part of a set, there was a hairbrush with it as well but I don't know what happened to that. They both use to be on my Nanny Ada's dressing table.
I could spend forever talking about my Nanny Ada - she was truly one of those rare and beautiful human beings who touch our lives with magic when ever we were with them...I miss her always.
This morning I was having a great granny - great mokopuna chat with my 3 month old great grand daughter Sapphire and I took the mirror out of the cloth I have it wrapped in to let her see her reflection. As her eyes fixed on her image she became very quiet for a moment and then started chatting away in her baby chat. As I moved the mirror to the left or to the right - or raised it over her - her eyes followed it everywhere - and all the time she would chatter away.
In that small moment as I watched her, I thought how many other faces had looked out from that mirror over the last century....and just for a moment felt rather than saw a shadow of a smile from long ago and knew my mokopuna was not chatting to herself. That was a moment to treasure.

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