It began so innocently. I wanted to write a post about the artistic gene that runs in my family, specifically on my father’s side. In order to get my facts right, especially the correct spelling of my great-grandfather’s VERY Italian name, I decided to go on MyHeritage.com to do some research. The first two weeks … More Family Secrets
A simple, disjointed, telling memory… Somehow, as a pre-teen, I ended up with my own room. My three brothers shared the room next to mine; my two sisters next to my brothers, and my parents next to theirs. This brought about confusing feelings in my pre-adolescent brain…pride, relief and guilt. I had my own room, … More They Grow Back, Don’t They?