Musings on family.
A thing on genealogy, ancestry, where we come from… Our roots.
I visited a small local museum and among their collection of old clothes I found a corset/undergarment that had once belonged to a great great grandmother and her mother in turn. Very inspirational.
A little poem about blood and family.
And here is part 3.
Our family is a little crazy. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t mean la la, dancing in the tulips naked kind of crazy. I mean legit mental problems that have developed over many years kind of crazy.
Resurrecting this old format for Christmas Day. Happy Holidays all!