She glimpses at her son across the table and her face lights up. His favourite monochrome polo shirt outlines the muscular physique that seem to precede male generations in their family. A sense of pride comes over her. The whole family is here. They gathered in his honour, to celebrate his football scholarship. As if sensing his mother’s pride, he offers a quick smile before re-joining the conversation.
Minuscule timestamp flashes in the right bottom corner of the camera. Fifty years have passed in a blink of an eye. Her eyes tear up as she looks at the home movie in her dappled hands remembering this last moment of happiness, frozen forever. As time passes the memory of his face irrevocably fades and on days like this, she watches. Just another glimpse of his smile to sustain her for days to come, until they are reunited again.