Pictured seated is Rosa, my great-grandmother on my fathers’ side. Standing to her left is my grandmother, Mary Blair. To Rosa’s left is her son, Frankie and standing just behind is one of Rosa’s sisters, either Alice or Hattie.
These are but a part of my family, lost until I began some research this summer. I was close to Grammy, very close, and her death created a hole that’s never been filled. But I’m frustrated with her, too. Why did she never tell me about her mother? And why did she change her name from Blair to Blaine?
I hate death. Hate how it cheats us from knowing those we wish to know, hate how time passes and dims our memories.
Life is now, I realize that, but I still believe we must remember.
Letters To Rosa 
If it all is in the collective ocean, or perhaps “membership” of consciousness (and it all is), then re-membering is simply a matter of asking for the information to come forth, present itself to you, through you…of saying, “I want to remember…” Perhaps remembering is a gift of our fully integrated Love…the essential heart of our being, never lost to us, but with us always, transcending time, space and circumstance.
Thank you Lisa – your soul comes through your words, and it is beautiful.
I’m realizing that as much as I knew about my Grandmother, I also didn’t know that much about her mother. My Grandmother made sure I knew things about my Grandfather and his family, but didn’t share many stories about herself as a child. I will look forward to reading what you post. Thanks for stopping by my blog, too!
Love this.
hope you check out my newest post – I want to make sure you see why I’ve never commented or “liked” your posts… so frustrating!
thanks already did.
thanks already did.
There is a Mary Blair who used to call my town home. Same one? We have a parked named for her and they have had reuions there too uncanny you and I meet here and each know of a Mary Blair
I don’t believe my gram, Mary Blair traveled much outside of Vermont. Her father and Mother came from Canada, then to Upstate New York (Clinton), then to Lowell, MA and ended up in Vermont. Wanna hear something else strange? Teresa over at bellybuttonblues gram was Blair, from Scotland (Rosa Blair was my great-gram and it seems came from Scotland, too). Such a small, small world!
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Wow – thanks, T’resa. I, too, appreciate all your support. You’ve been a wonderful ally, a quirky friend and a great source of inspiration! You deserve the award – your readers so love your posts AND your comments.
Thanks for stopping by my blog and for the like. You have a wonderful blog. It reminds me of how little I know of my family beyond my parents and siblings. There is so much to know, but sadly, almost nothing was passed along. And it does make you wonder why.
Looking forward to reading more of your blog, and future posts …
Hi Dear~ I’ve made you a Liebster, I hope it brings you all the hundreds of readers you deserve 🙂
Kassie aka Mom
Oh thank you Kassie – what a sweet surprise!
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You did not?!! Get out!!! Wow – what a week for little Rosa! Thank you, Kristi – I’ll swing by.
shiver, shiver.
Sue
You are so right about death! There are holes in my family history with name changes and most of them dying before I was born. I know as much I will ever based on piecing together information from papers found and some stories passed down. I’ve always felt if we don’t know our past we will not have direction for our future!
Isn’t it strange how names can just change on a whim! And missing pieces are like lost treasure. Still, I hope you find some of those pieces and I wish you the best on your journey! Thanks for stopping by. Sue
I agree that the black outfit suggests that your great-grandma was in mourning. That said, it’s beautiful! The top looks very elegant–It almost looks like it might be a tapestry or velvet.
Thank you for swinging by! I thought it must be that Rosa was in mourning – but everyone seems to be wearing black from this period. I wonder, do you know what kind of outfit her sister is wearing, just behind her? Looks almost like for traveling? Anyways – thanks again.
Sue
I just awarded your blog the Very Inspiring Blogger Award:
Oh thank you so much! What a wonderful gift – I’ll head over (and will have to do my passing-along this weekend). What fun!!!!
After following so many bloggers with Irish history in them, they may turn me into one before you know it. 🙂 Yes, there are voids left by ancestors in your family’s past that may prove difficult to fill. Keep remembering…and sharing.
Thank you for sharing – and yes, I agree that it’s important to remember even when it hurts because we miss those we’ve lost. Your blog is so very beautiful. Thanks for stopping by-
Sue
Sue you have such a sweet way of putting what’s in you heart on the page.