The picture of my Tatar grandmother Flora as a girl
I barely remember my grandmother being so carefree and radiant as on this photo (and I certainly can't remember her at that age). She didn't come across as a sentimental person and didn't laugh very often, but this picture in its special frame was standing in her sideboard for many years, and I got it only after she had passed away in July 2015... I remember the rare moments when I managed to make her smile, and in those moments I could recognize this childish playful expression. When I...