Most of my family has moved onto the next phase of life, pretty much leaving me, my sister and mother left in this dimension. I was recently introduced to my long lost aunt, whose post I found online with some local newspaper in the town I was born. She was looking for her long lost nephew and niece(my sister and I). I was 11 when my father passed away from alcoholism, I didn’t get much time with him to talk about our family. His dad, my grandpa(pictured above with grandma Charmaine on his left & aunt Pam on his right) was killed along with his daughter by a drunk driver when my father was 14.
Anywho, here is a great photo of three dear family members I’m just getting to know through the rekindled family that I lost. My aunt Pam lives in Denver and I was able to connect with her, exchange wisdom and stories. Turns out my Grandpa was not a cook like he told everyone, he was a machine gunner for helicopters in Vietnam and Korean War...turns out I probably have a lot of karma to clear. My grandpa had full sleeves(tattoos) in the 50’s. Just wanted to give some love to those that brought me here. Thank you this story has been a road of sadness but there has been just as much gold along the way(wealth in spirit & power) thank you God.