Looking Back

For Christmas, my mom got each of the kids in the family, photo's of our ancestors. It's something I have been asking for, for a while. I don't know exactly what it is...but i love pictures of past relatives. I don't know them personally but i feel we have a connection. So, I bought frames for all my new photos and have them sitting on our dresser in our bedroom. Every time I look at them I think and feel many things. 

They lived in a completely different world than we do. I am not sure who has had it harder. I look up to them and think they did, but I wonder if they think they are glad they were around when they were. Life was so simple. 

This is James and Annie Manson from my mom's side of the family. I wish I knew more about them, but I don't. I'm working on it. I have this big idea of gathering photo's and stories. I want to teach my children their names and what their life was like. It will be like they are any other family member...which they are.