Thursday, January 22, 2009
This is my husband's grandmother. She was from Alaska and was a Tlingit Indian, raised in a Catholic orphanage. We know nothing about her background. At one time the orphanage burned down, so there are no records. Sad. Wouldn't it be fascinating to learn about where she came from??? She married an Irish miner and moved to Minnesota and the rest is history.
This is my grandmother. She came here from Ireland when she was a young woman. Alone. To look for a better life. How brave is that?! She met my grandfather, a man 20 years her senior who already had five children. She married him and became an instant mother. How brave is that?! She is the only grandparent I ever knew. All the rest died before I was born or when I was too young to remember them. And she died when I was 12, just before I was old enough to appreciate having a grandma. About a year after she died I began to realize what I had lost.