In Her Shoes
My grandmother was born in a small town near Izmir during the Ottoman era, in the early days of the First World War. She was part of the first generation growing up in the newborn Turkish Republic. A glamorous woman, she told me the stories about her life. At her funeral, I asked for her ‘inside’ shoes, which she used to wear when she hosted her family. Eight months after moving to Canada with my two teenage boys, I became reunited with these shoes. I hope they will carry the family memories to the next generations after my bedroom light is off.