We’re experiencing techinical difficulties at the moment. Apparenlty, I jacked up my DNS settings for my domain…*le sigh*.
So for the meantime, I’m back on .blogspot until I get it fixed and back to my normal site. Don’t change anything. 😉
Talking to my dad yesterday, I realize that as a family, we’re clueless. We don’t know who are relatives are, let alone our ancestors. I put in a perspective he could understand.
I told him that I know my grandmother’s siblings and their descendents. But, he doesn’t know his grandparents siblings and/or descendents. That is a generation of cousins he has no idea about. That’s what makes us clueless.
But, that’s one of the beautiful things about family. Because we have the same blood running thru our veins, there is an instant connection to them as well as to the past. There is similarity in lives that you can not forget. Because they’re family, you’re always connected.
I’ve spent the last several months trying to reconnect with those family members no one knows about. I’ve called cousins as distant as possible with a simple “Hello, you don’t know me but you’re my cousin. My great-grandmother was Bessie Spence.” From there, they have welcomed my phone call. It’s beautiful. Bessie & Rosa Spence were the matriarchs of the family. Everyone knows those names. It’s like getting a VIP pass to someone life by saying you’re descendent from them.
I truly believe my calling is to reconnect my family that has long gone distant. Family rumors and disagreements cause some family members to stop reuniting. Others no longer see the importance of keeping up with cousins.
I always find it silly when some cousins are to scared or nervous to call other cousins. I’ll call anyone. Why be scared to talk to family?!?
But as we move forward, I hope that my efforts will show my family that regardless of anything, because we’re family, I love you. I may not even know you.