Generations

I think of my mother and grandparents all the time and remember times gone by. I remember my mother and grandmother, Mama Gooch, talking about relatives who had passed on and I would wonder why they talked about all these people from long ago. Now I know why. It was their way of keeping these people and their memories alive. When I saw this post below, I thought of how my grandchildren will never know my mother and grandparents. Both, my mother and my grandchildren, people that are so important in my life, do not know each other. It makes me sad, my grandchildren's children will probably not know me. I am not meaning to be melancholy, but on your family tree, there are direct links to each other, but we will not know these very important people in our lives

Cowtown Pattie of Texas Trifles posted this comment:

“You bring home the notion that you never truly die if you remain in someone's heart and memory. Sadly, though, it only takes the span of a couple of generations before our own story grows dim. I hope that my future great grandchildren and beyond have a curiosity about me and that some of my writings will survive the time test.”