My Grandmother passed away right before Covid hit and everything shut down, I realized that I didn't know her as well as I would have liked to have. I didn't know her "story." I feel a great deal of regret about that, and although I can't change it, I can try to help others tell their stories. Our photos hold our memories and our stories. But if we don't share them the stories are lost. 

Our families (and friends) want to hear our stories, especially the part that they play in them. Sharing our stories with loved ones brings greater connection, a sense of belonging, it also can teach us about resilience. My Grandma was born during The Great Depression. That was a challenge for the whole country. We made it through a pandemic, what will you share with your children and grandchildren about that challenging point in your life? 

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