I don’t want to own anything until I find a place where me and things go together. I’m not sure where that is but I know what it is like. It’s like Tiffany’s.

The song plays softly in the background of this Audrey Hepburn film that I’ve been wanting to see on the big screen for a long time. I haven’t seen it before and I refuse to see it on Netflix.  

There’s nothing particular about this night.  It’s cold and almost starless. We huddle up in our blankets and sip on our coffees as we watch this classic on the outside movie screen.  Holly Golightly is funny and witty and “really phony.”  I love her. 

It’s a cold and almost gloomy night but there’s a reason why my heart feels warm as I watch. The song reminds me of my paternal grandma. She used to hum this song… and I miss her. 

And then later that night, I found out that this film is one of my maternal grandma’s favorites.  Now, it is mine and I’m thankful that even when they have been gone for sometime, I have been given a new gift to remember both of them by…

Breakfast at Tiffany’s