Last year we took our kids and some of their cousins to the graves of several of my ancestors, and taught them specifically about the couple on my father's father's side who first established their family here in Utah before it was a state, and joined the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints (the Mormon church). My life has been so blessed because of their strength, faith, and the decisions they made and I wanted my kids to know their story. It was a sweet experience for all of us.
This year, we'll be visiting some of my father's mother's ancestors (my great great grandmother) and some of her posterity. They are also the first couple on that line to come to the U.S. from Norway, settle in Utah, and join the Mormon church. I'm excited to share their inspiring story with my kids, but more than that I'm excited to share the story of how we found their graves.
He got in contact with me last fall to help identify the three other individuals my great great grandmother was buried with, and together we were able to gather enough info to properly mark their graves. My uncle and dad pooled their money together to pay for this shared grave stone for my great great grandmother, her son, her daughter, and son-in-law, and we can't wait to go see it in person today. So glad they're finally being honored properly!
I hope you have a wonderful day filled with family, friends, and yummy food. Take some time today to share and remember family stories. It will fill your heart.