Everybody in my family has a different eyes. My Dad’s eyes a dark brown like a grizzly bear. Simon, my little brother, has eyes that dance around like gumballs, popping out of his head. Ryan and I share the same lazy, hazy brown.

But my Mother’s eyes, my Mother’s eyes are like nothing else, so unique. Her left eye a golden brown, and her right a greenish blue. Gazing into her eyes, both colors very pretty, very pretty. Her left eye a hazelnut, shiny and brown. Her right eye is the sea when light is shining upon it. My Mother’s eyes, my Mother’s eyes are like nothing else, so unique.