When I think of my maternal and paternal Grandmothers a host of emotions descend upon me.
Reverence, joy, faith, wisdom but most of all love.
These two women, the twin pillars of the respective sides of my family – bequeathed a love to so many people in their orbits and gave life to the 2 people who became my parents.
It was the fortitude and love for family that my Grandmother’s exhibited that always served to inspire me.
The pedestal that I placed them on – led down a path of tracing my roots – and I discovered that the souls who gifted these 2 glorious women with an perseverance that bordered on the superhuman were part of a proud collective.
Decades later I would gather the scattered stories of my family and find my people.
End of Part I…