When The Universe Gives You The Unexpected…

I never had the chance to meet my Paternal Grandmother (Anna) because she passed away when my dad was only 13. Thanks to my dad, I knew her history and the mark she left on his life. Anna was born in Hungary in 1902 in a small, forgotten village that was very far from the…

Childhood Revisited…

You may recall reading somewhere on my blog about how I learned to sew as a child. My grandmother (on my mom’s side) taught me to do embroidery when I was around 6 or 7. I always admired my Grandmother’s work and she would often sit in the front room of her house working on…