Tuesday, February 19, 2013


The train pulled into stop at the small station in Darlington and I noticed a woman stand to put on her coat.  I couldn’t help but stare – she looked exactly like my mother.  The same features, hair, shape – everything and it brought tears to my eyes. 
Here in Yorkshire, the exact place where my family is from to see someone who looks like me gave me an intense sense of knowing who I am and belonging in the world.

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