The Final Frame: Leaving My Family Behind

Summary

The doctor said I had a hundred days left.

I didn't want a miracle. I just wanted one real family portrait.

One where I sat dead center, impossible to cut out.

I searched through every album in the house.

My sister, Yvonne Miller, had her professional glamor shots.

My brother, Daxton Miller had his milestone baby portraits.

My parents had their framed wedding photo.

There wasn't a single picture of just me.

I remembered our old family photo from primary school.

Mom told me I blinked, so she creased the paper down the middle and folded my side back.