The question we will be asked, said Father Vazken, is this -- "What have you done with the gifts I gave you?" The greatest gift given to me is my family. My parents, brother and aunt are gone, but their stories remain. Like beauty in the eye of the beholder, the stories people tell hold their truth. I want my son to know the giants he comes from, and in the end, I want to say that I remembered and that I tried to share.
Showing posts with label Here my grandfather lists his grandchildren. It's strange to see my name. The youngest daughter of the youngest daughter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Here my grandfather lists his grandchildren. It's strange to see my name. The youngest daughter of the youngest daughter. Show all posts
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