Friday, June 26, 2015

It's all History

For the previous posts I've made, let me just say this: it's all history. I mean, I want to make peace with the problems of the past. The people I was most worried about decided to pull their heads out of the clouds and actually do something proactive to protect their assets. I'm so glad about that! And as long as subject A is no longer a risk for subject B, things will be fine and dandy. I won't stick my nose anywhere else, and I'll let bygones be bygones. Oh, but I'm not deleting anything. Simply because it's important to learn from mistakes. At least from someone's mistakes -whether it be mine, theirs, yours, whatever! We learn. Then we move along. I would just like to move forward. Movin' on up, to the top! 🎶 That just made me think of that show. I love the Jefferson's!
DON'T WORRY, FAMILY!  I AIN'T SAYING ANYTHING NEGATIVE FROM HERE ON OUT! ...maybe except that I really hate to blog! Not that I hate to write, and I don't hate sharing TMI either. I also don't hate to use lots of exclamation points!! What I do hate is to think about how much time I've missed between posts! It's been a year. Daaaaang...I've been doing other things. Lots of good, lots of bad, but mostly good! I've been writing for other purposes. Put it that way.


So my grandma passed away on New Year's eve. She died Dec. 31, 2014, but you know something, it was technically Jan. 1st where I live, because I'm in the Eastern time zone, and she was in the Pacific, and she died late at night, so my idea that she'd stick around until the 1st of 2015 is partially right. At least from my perspective. It doesn't matter though. She was ready! My grandmother was amazing! She had it covered. She took care of it all: her death plan, obituary, burial plot (although she was cremated),  funeral plans, estate plans, she did it all! The only thing left to do was for my father and my uncle to sign a paper here and there. Aside from that, grandma did all the work!  She even left a bunch of boxes with my name on them. It was beautifully written on the side of each box: Erika. Those were for me. :) They were the family photos I'd been asking for, for years! I flew back to Kentucky from Washington state with five full suitcases of family photos and ancient documents! (using that term facetiously) They are pretty old photos. Some are from the 1800's! I...love...them. I do. I'm fascinated by them! It's absolutely riveting to look at all those pictures. It's indescribable, seeing those images of my dear ancestors. I owe my life to them, and to those who came before them. So I choose to cherish those photos, and to make use of them. I want to start a giant project. I'm going to start scanning and preserving all those pictures so that I can share them with my family. I like to use thislife.com to store pictures because I like the timeline feature, which makes it easy to scroll through. Anyhow, that's what I'll be doing all summer! Scanning and documenting pictures of dead people. Many, many dead people.