I’m back after a long absence. What have I been doing? Well, after my new great granddaughter was born in November, we spent all our time over there, watching each minute new thing she did.

I also recalled that a cousin had sent us a genealogy chart of our family. I pulled it out and looked. My great granddaughter (supposedly) is the ninth generation in our family. Wow, that got me thinking.

I couldn’t knit anymore, since I had been in such a knitting frenzy for months, I developed Tendonitis in both hands. It served me right.

Could I start looking up the family tree? It’s a lot of work, looking on the computer at dozens of Census papers that are so small you can hardly read them. And then, are you sure you found the right person?

What the heck, I have the time, and obviously this is the right time in our family to do it. I knew all four of my grandparents, so that’s a help. I intend to write little stories to go with those memories.

How far back can I go? I wonder.

After all, we are all parts of our ancestors.

It’s always let go of the past, forgive and forget. Not this time, this time I want to remember all those good times with grandparents, parents, cousins, and I want to see how far back I can go and what made me the person I am.

I did a little short story about my father one day. This time was different, I put myself in his shoes, and saw why he did what he did.He wasn’t selfish, he was scared,

Keep love and kisses in your life. Helene

Clearing Our Clutter

Clutter: the subject on my mind these days. My house is full of clutter, all kinds of clutter, pictures, family photos, books and papers. Since I’ve been in this house for over 6 months, I’ve been through my closet at least once, the books and papers also.

So,what’s my problem? I’m in love with my books, they are my friends, I just can’t get rid of them. I keep piling them up higher to make room for more and more and more. I wonder about myself sometimes. But, this is what makes me uniquely me.

Once more I’m going through everything. I forgot to mention the clutter

of my mind. All the things I want to do and talk about doing. I can’t cram them all in, but I’m making a dent because I’m doing exactly what I want to to exactly when I want and I’m cramming in more and more learning into the clutter.

I suppose without all this clutter, there would be no me.

I wrote this the last time I moved into a new house, that’s about 10 years ago.

This time, I have removed most of the things I talked about and I am proud that I now have room for myself and whatever it is I want.

I’m also ready to tackle new things and beginning now, I’m doing it.

Keep love and kisses in your life.