I have continued going through boxes that I had sent here nearly a year ago from my mom after she passed away. It has been so hard to look at them all to see her smiling face and know that she will not be a part of my son's life like I would have liked her to be.
I have been reading old papers and looking at the family tree and learning more than I ever knew before. The pictures below were taken of my great grandfater (maternal) in 1891 when he was a boy. I thought the German outfits kind of cute and interesting.
So many photos, some I know who they are and others I do not. What do I do with all of this? I am going to try and scrapbook some of it this weekend but really there is a lot. Will my son ever want to see pictures like this, if yes, how many? Another wrinkle is that I am adopted so he will not even be related to them? I am mulling this all over in my mind and going like a yo yo on what to do.
I also have more work and will have to travel and leave my baby for the first time next week while he stays here with his papa! I have already cried about leaving. I never thought it would be so hard.