I thought many times over many years
HOW could I tell her story....
I told her, write it down MOM
I will copy it onto the computer, send it to someone.......
I thought I'm not a writer ......
I'm a visual being...
can I draw a picture?.......
so I thought and I thought ......
hmmm I thought I'll start with a mural on the top floor of Olga's house.....
my old room when I was a teenager........
I said.....I going to paint the story of your life Mom...
so here is the start of the mural....the corner of my old room
the start of Olga's story.............THE TREE OF LIFE
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