Becoming a Grandmother

I recently found out that I am going to be a grandmother! It is a wonderful feeling and I can hardly wait for Wednesday, when I find out if the baby will be a boy or girl.

I've been doing some reflecting and I've added more to the document that I began writing originally as a memoir of my own grandparents. Now it has morphed into my life story and is almost fifty pages. I wish I could devote myself full-time to family genealogy. I want to make charts and update information from the family book written by my dad's relatives many years ago. I also want to research my maternal side of the family. Why?

I believe that in life it helps to know to where were you come from in order to arrive at your destination, and your family tree helps in this process. The traits, values, and other characteristics that you have are because you are a unique blend of six people, your parents and your grandparents. Yes, there are other things that factor in the process besides mere biology, but the older I get the more I realize how much I am like different parts of these six people.

As Martha Stewart would say, "It's a good thing."

Long Time, No Type

Wow! It's been a long time since I wrote anything on here. I let it slide after I started teaching online classes at night. I like writing on this blog, but I have to admit I am a nerd. I don't have much interesting to say.

I have gotten interested in geneaology and I have started a Word document in which I write about my life when I was a young girl. There are so many little things I would like to know about my own family. So maybe one day my grandchild(ren) will want to know these things about me.

I still can't help wanting to write about my grandmother. The other day I thought about what all she could do at my age. She knew how to wring a chicken's neck, pluck it, cut it up, and fry it. She raised hogs and had her own garden. She knew a lot about canning. She had a sewing machine so I assume she could sew, although I never remember her making a dress or anything.

I suppose I expected that when I was her age, I'd know how to do more things. Sure, I can make a web page from my iPhone, but that is not a survival skill.

Now I think I'll work on my family heritage digital scrapbook. It's a skill she didn't have but I have feeling she'd like to see it. Then she'd make me some chicken and dumplings from scratch.