To say my life had a humble beginning would be an extreme understatement. I was raised by my mother with one younger brother and it was a struggle to pay rent or keep food in the house. Mom worked very hard to keep what was left of her family together and never got any support of any kind from anyone. Too proud to take state assistance she managed by working as many jobs as she could find.
This month I went to Scotland and England to see where her family was from
and now I see exactly where she got her strength and work ethic. It was a very emotional journey to stand on
the land that my ancestors lived and worked.
Theirs was a hard life indeed and it was very satisfying to know where I
When I look at the wonderful life I have – it is hard to believe it started from
such humble beginnings….