I've mentioned in the past that I am researching my family tree. It's an ongoing project that just seems to grow and grow. It's wonderful to find out little snippets of information about relatives from long ago.
It does make me sad though that when I was young I never took the time to ask my grandparents about their own childhoods - a missed opportunity.
I was told many many years ago that I looked like my Gran, the one who taught me to crochet, remember the motif? I had never seem a photo of her when she was young and I thought I never would but my wonderful uncles have been chasing around for me and at last I have a photo of my Gran, Eveline, when she was in her twenties.
My Uncle Arthur sent me this yesterday and I felt so emotional seeing it. It's my Gran but as I've never seen her before. I can't stop looking at it.
He also sent photos of other relatives with the promise of more to follow. It's like time travelling - meeting these relatives - and I'm so grateful for this.