My Polish-American Mother

The Boxsince I Was A Child Boxes Have Always Intrigued Me. I Had Always Wondered What Type Of Treasures And Memories Individuals Would Place In A Box And Keep Forever.My Mother Had Kept Everything She Had Treasured And Wanted To Keep Secret From The World In A Particular Box. I Remember When My Mom Moved In With Me She Had A Box Filled With Her Paper And Her Stuff That She Treasured. I Watched Her Place The Box Methodically Under The Window By Her Bed. This Box Stayed There Until Her Death.My Mom Being A Secretive Person Had Always Intrigued Me. Several Months After Her Death I Realized It Was Now Time To Clean Her Room. As I Was Cleaning Her Dresser I Looked Into The Mirror And I Stared At That Box For Several Minutes.The Moment I Picked Up The Box I Know My Journey To Learning About Our Relationship Was About To Begin.