Beauty blossoms from the Ashes.

I just took a trip down a memory lane I have no memories of.

My grandma on my dad’s side is turning 90 in February, so I am putting together a special slideshow for her. I just received a bunch of photos from my uncle, and I spent half an hour pouring over them in awe.

I had no idea.

There is so much I do not know about my Grandma, my dad and my entire extended family. Our family was never good at telling stories… or maybe I was never good at listening?

Or maybe we become interested in our families history just at the moment when it might be too late. Not sure.