It took me more than 15 years to realize why I have some freckles on my nose. You see, I though dark haired, brown eyed people do not have them, right? Wrong.

Of course it’s wrong, because it’s skin that matters. And my skin is really light, almost pale. Two hundred years ago, it would be considered really pretty and aristocratic (*vomit sound*). Today, it’s just… weird. Now, I’m not in my teens anymore (woohoo!) so I really don’t care what I look like. But I always wondered why I got those damn freckles on my nose. They just appeared when I was 8 or 9, and though they cover just a small area of my face (my nose… well, perhaps not THAT small area) they seem a bit weird, since my hair is dark brown. Oh, and I have some freckles on my shoulders, too. Not exciting at all.

So, I’ve discovered what’s all that about just a while ago. My grandma, who was quarter Polish, quarter Austrian, she had reddish brown hair. You could not really tell when she was older, because her hair looked darker. And guess what- her half Polish/half Austrian mother had reddish hair and pale skin. And I really look like her (my gran-grandmother). Hech, I’m nearsighted like she was. It looks like I inherited her skin type. Which means some freckles, I’m afraid. And you can’t have reddish hair without freckles, riiight? But obviously, you can have dark hair and freckles, now isn’t that weird?

I don’t know why I wrote all this. Especially about my granny. Yesterday I remembered her, like she was before she got sick and it was a great memory. I hope I’d be able to remember only good things about her in the future. I really miss her now. I guess I’m just nostalgic today. I feel a bit vulnerable.