I am a mom of 5 who loves my family wholeheartedly. I enjoy learning about the family members that I never had a chance to meet and enjoy helping others connect with their ancestors just about as much. I have what seems to be a natural talent for finding information and researching those hard to find people and I am always willing to help others when I can.

Dear Ancestor
Your tombstone stands among the rest;
Neglected and alone.
The name and date are chiseled out
On polished, marbled stone.
It reaches out to all who care
It is too late to mourn.
You did not know that I exist
You died and I was born.
Yet each of us are cells of you
In flesh, in blood, in bone.
Our blood contracts and beats a pulse
Entirely not our own.
Dear Ancestor, the place you filled
One hundred years ago
Spreads out among the ones you left
Who would have loved you so.
I wonder if you lived and loved,
I wonder if you knew
That someday I would find this spot,
And come to visit you.
Author unknown

I am a mom of 5 who loves my family wholeheartedly. I enjoy learning about the family members that I never had a chance to meet and enjoy helping others connect with their ancestors just about as much. I have what seems to be a natural talent for finding information and researching those hard to find people and I am always willing to help others when I can.

Dear Ancestor
Your tombstone stands among the rest;
Neglected and alone.
The name and date are chiseled out
On polished, marbled stone.
It reaches out to all who care
It is too late to mourn.
You did not know that I exist
You died and I was born.
Yet each of us are cells of you
In flesh, in blood, in bone.
Our blood contracts and beats a pulse
Entirely not our own.
Dear Ancestor, the place you filled
One hundred years ago
Spreads out among the ones you left
Who would have loved you so.
I wonder if you lived and loved,
I wonder if you knew
That someday I would find this spot,
And come to visit you.
Author unknown