Everyone has a story to tell.
Our lives are made up of todays, tomorrows, and also yesterdays. Some people are busy looking to the tomorrows. Some struggle through the todays. Others cannot shake the yesterdays.
Some stories are inspiring, encouraging, hopeful, exciting. Some are mundane, boring, ho-hum. Others are painful, sad, tragic. Most are a mixture of the lot; a melting pot.
Some people choose to never look back. I’m the sort of person who has wallowed in my actual and perceived failings on many occasions. I muddle through disorganised todays and look with hope towards a hazy picture of my future; a whole chain of tomorrows that I can’t fully make out yet.
Despite how we feel about the story of our current lives, we cannot shake the fact that there is a history that goes with our lives, one that even though it was not lived by us, it is still tied to our existence. It is in our bloodlines. It is the story of our ancestors.
I started the journey to find out more about mine just over 5 years ago, soon after I got married and we began thinking about starting a family. This is the first of five posts I’ll share about this journey. Come back next Tuesday to find out a little more.
Have you been inspired to find out about your family tree? Does your personal history matter to you? Has it made a difference since you’ve had children?
I’m linking with Jess from Diary of a SAHM for IBOT.