It’s hard to imagine what Sweden was like in 1130. Actually it’s hard to imagine what anyplace was like way back then.
I’ve just returned from a trip to the land of my heritage with experiences that touched my heart deeply. Pouring over our family’s history in Sweden, I couldn’t help but think how special it would be if I could see my ancestors and hear their voices. In this digital age with video, it’s easy to pass stories from generation to generation. In those days, it wasn’t possible.
Our family tree, according to my great aunt, actually began in 992, but my
|Aunt Ingrid and me in Knivsta|
cousin cautioned me that we can’t verify the names in the “early years” when they were clans or tribes. The written record really comes to life with more engaging detail after 1130.
I must admit, it wasn’t until I reached a “certain age” that thinking about family roots became much more interesting. I guess it’s called the “age of reflection” for good reason.
I want my children and grandchildren (and their children), to know about the girl who left Sweden, well over 100 years ago, alone at age 20 and endured a long and scary trip to America, because there weren’t enough jobs on the farm for 10 children. I’m proud to say she was my grandmother.
If you are in this “age of reflection” or have a parent who is, think seriously about doing a legacy project (HowWillYourStoryBeTold.com). Check out www.ancestry.com and the National Geographic Genome project https://genographic.nationalgeographic.com for your DNA’s history.
What you learn might surprise you. What better gift could you ever give someone than their own story.
Have a wonderful and productive summer.