Well, I say good bye to another" Happy St Patrick's Day" . I didn't do anything special today, though.
Did any of you go to a "party"? Did you drink green beer? hahaha
I always feel like ... for some reason, I've been left out of "the celebration"! I always watch the NY parade.
I did go there years ago... loved it.
My oldest granddaughter , Kristen, went into the city with her boyfriend today. That's the age of the parade goers.
Could you be in those crowds?
Just wondered... as far as this topic I put on. Did anyone ever research their ancestry?
I never had any grandparents alive when I was born. I never felt badly... because I didn't
know what a Grandma or a Grandpa was. You don't miss what you don't know.
Then , when I had my children I knew .....
Now, even more , with me... do I know .. I missed so much. I wish I was my own Grandma! LOL
I think /know...I am a fantastic Grandma!
For holidays, birthdays, it's so hard to know what to get me for a gift. So...my youngest, my son,
Bobby gave me an ancestry "kit'.
Yes, I had to spit into it. OMG, he sat with me.. to make sure ...dumb mommy , ...wouldn't do it
wrong. My mouth was so dry.
So, I don't know... I will let you all know how it turns out.
I do know on my father father's side.. I have someone who signed the Declaration of Independence, and on his mother's side of the family I'm honored to actually have a cardinal who is buried under the main altar in St. Patrick's
Cathedral in New York City.
As far as my mother's family... I know nothing. I haven't ever even seen a picture of her mother, who would be my Grandma. My Grandpa... my mother had only one picture of her father and it was in her wallet.
I know nothing about them.
It make me wonder, when I see stories about adoptive children. If I feel like I am missing something ...just not knowing one side of my family and even the side I know just tibits about... what do people feel when they know nothing.
I guess , without knowing anyone of them, I am certainly never going to know them the way my grandchildren know me.
Being a Grandma and knowing these 7 children... they , nor my children never would ever understand how I feel.
How could they? I've always been here for them all.