Thanks for joining me.
When both of my parents passed away, I realized a significant part of my family story had been lost. Our parents hold our family history, they are the story keepers. Like the weaver that adds the weft threads to create the color changes in a tapestry, our parents are the ones that add the color to our history.
Through pictures and childhood memories we do our best to piece together what we know, what we can remember, and what we were told. The frame work is finished and now it’s time to restore and preserve the canvas that tells our story. I have dusted off the loom, picked up the thread, and now it’s time to weave more color into our family tapestry.
In this blog I hope to start by retracing the story of my emigrant grandparents.
I am so excited for the journey you are going on! Thank you for sharing it with me! I woke up the other night with an idea…maybe you could pack a little ziploc baggy with you & when you get to your mother’s home…scoop a wee bit of soil to bring back & put under the house on F St.! What do you think?
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I love that !
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