Our words are what make us immortal. They live on while our bodies die, passed on throughout the ages. Saved forever for the world to hear and read. Our voices gone, no longer heard, but our words live on forever. ~Pammymcb~
Sunday, September 24, 2017
I'm Melting
While researching my family tree, I found out one of my Dad's Irish ancestors was a slave. I also have Comanche, Cherokee, and Creek ancestors. Some of my Dad's family has been on this land since this was Mexico, so technically, I have Mexican ancestry as well. Damn, I just realized I am the epitome of the melting pot theory. I should change my name to Heinz 57. I am at such odds with myself. Part of me hates part of me because another part of me should be crying for retribution from the rest of me. Ugh... my head's about to explode.
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