A Photo of My Grandma…

A Photo of My Grandma…

My grandma - my dad's mom, passed away in 2011.

I posted something on Facebook at the time and a friend of mine from high school reached out to me.

He mentioned that he was his family's defacto historian and that he had discovered a connection between our families.

At first I though that he was saying that we were related.

But he later clarified that it appeared that our families had been friends when they first came over from Italy and settled in Canton, Ohio.

Life and death are one thread, the same line viewed from different sides.

Fast forward to a few weeks ago.

My friend's mom passed away.

In going through his mom's belongings, he discovered a photo of his great-grandmother with another woman.

He wondered if the other woman in the photo was my grandma.

The name on the back of the photo was definitely my grandma's. So it seemed likely that was her in the photo.

To be sure, I forwarded the photo to my dad, who quickly confirmed that it was indeed his mom, my grandma.

So I posted the photo on FB, where it received 50+ likes and lots of comments.

Most of the comments focused on the similarity of my grandma an one of her daughters. As well as the similarity between my grandma and my older sister.

One of my cousins though said something else.

He said exactly what I had been thinking.

He said that he had never seen a photo of my grandma when she was young.

So here she is..

My Grandma, Dolly Herzog

My grandma is on the right hand side of the photo, standing up.

I have no idea how old she is in the photo, though I'm guessing that she was in her teens.

And when I look at the photo, I can't help wondering about something.

What were her hopes, her dreams, her goals? What did she want out of life when she was younger?

Obviously, I know a bit about how her life turned out. But is that what she wanted? Or did she want something completely different?

Who was this person staring back at me in the photo? (not the grandma that I knew, but the much younger version of her)

Work hard, and never give up on your dreams, even when nobody else believes they can come true but you.

I also wonder the same about you. 

Who were you when you were younger? What did you hope for, dream about, aspire to?

And have you reached those hopes and dreams and aspirations? Or has your life turned out very differently thean you wanted?

For my grandma, it's obviously too late.

But for you it's not. 

You can still go after your childhood dreams (or even more recent dreams if you want). 

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