Interestingly enough, I realized that we shift on our own genetic trees. When my father died, I became like sister to my mother, and when my mother passed on, I became like mother to my sister. It just seemed to happen naturally in the order of hierarchy. I enjoyed reading your post. I noted that you had written some interesting pieces and loved the accompanying pictures. It is love that passes on through the generations and I love the subtle changes in it.
Interestingly enough, I realized that we shift on our own genetic trees. When my father died, I became like sister to my mother, and when my mother passed on, I became like mother to my sister. It just seemed to happen naturally in the order of hierarchy. I enjoyed reading your post. I noted that you had written some interesting pieces and loved the accompanying pictures. It is love that passes on through the generations and I love the subtle changes in it.
Very interesting observations!
And again, Thank you, Carol.
Thank you, Carol.