Norma is my last living connection with my paternal Grandpa. I am sure there are other relatives out there, but as far as relatives I would recognize on the street, she is my last. Norma is my Grandpa's only sister-in-law. We met at his funeral and have been Christmas card friends ever since.
She is a sweet woman with lots of spunk. She was a professional working woman back when that was the exception rather than the rule.
(I love using my kids as a "picture shield")
The kids played happily in a strangers backyard all afternoon!
(the party was thrown by the other side of the family)
Life is so busy it's hard to get to these little events, but I have never regretted taking time to make connections with my family history. The regret always come from doing less.
