This is my space to share my quest to collect as many broken branches as I can in my fractured family tree which resembles a bramble bush more then a proper tree. As I go forward in this blogging journey I hope to share how I have searched far & wide for family - with no regard for where they come from or if I should really want them.
You can pick your friends, but you can't pick your family you know!

Showing posts with label Julien Joseph Boogemans. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Julien Joseph Boogemans. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 17, 2024

Dragonflies ~ A Symbol of Love

 52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks 2024: Week 38 (SYMBOL)


After the stepfather who raised me passed away in 2010 my mom was positive he was visiting her in the form of dragonflies.

About 6 months after he died they held a memorial at his favourite fishing lake for a small group of friends. 

During the memorial the bottle of Fireball came out along with shot glasses. 

Whenever dad went fishing Fireball was brought out to give thanks for the fish they had just caught OR to encourage fish to bite if they hadn't caught anything. 

When a shot glass was placed on a rock for dad at the lakeside memorial a dragonfly immediately landed on the edge. 

That dragonfly stayed throughout the entire memorial, and appeared to be listening to all the stories being shared.

From that moment on mom looked at dragonflies very differently.

Before mom died in 2015 she told me she would visit me as a dragonfly, and that when I saw 2 together it would be her and dad. 

From that moment I looked at dragonflies differently.

Me with my parents


In 2021 I had my nose pierced in memory of my mom, and got a dragonfly.

More about that story at this link
Making Memories ~ A Nose Piercing For My Birthday


When a dragonfly is a symbol of childhood love!!! 




This is why I search - 


Cause ... 





You can pick your friends, but you can't pick your family you know!







***Any errors are my own. Please send me any updates or corrections via the comments at the bottom of this blog post***



Photos:

Personal


Links:

Amy Johnson Crow, 52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks Challenge
https://www.amyjohnsoncrow.com/52-ancestors-in-52-weeks/



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Wednesday, December 6, 2023

Mom's Christmas Baking ~ When Substitutions Will Not Do

 52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks 2023: Week 49 (FAMILY RECIPE)


My mom was famous for her pies. 

She tried many times to teach me to make pie crust, but I never had the 'feel'. So many times she would say to knead it until it felt right. No matter how many times she demonstrated for me I never knew when it felt right. 

She broke all the rules. She used room temperature shortening. She handled it a lot. She rolled it out over and over again until it was just right. Every time she made pie her crust was flaky & tender - it was always perfect.

It saddens me that I can't make pie crust like my mom. 

I wrote about mom's pies in my July 25th 2019 blog.
You can read it here Not So Easy ~ The Pie Strike

My mother gave me her handwritten recipe book from when she was first married to my father. She wanted me to have the recipe book because it has my dad's granny's scone recipe in it. My paternal grandmother was born in Scotland, and the recipe is her mother's recipe.

Mom's handwritten recipe book front cover, circa 1967 

                  **How I miss seeing that handwriting**


Mom's handwritten recipe book scone ingredients, circa 1967


Mom's handwritten recipe book scone instructions, circa 1967
     


As I looked through the recipe book I was flooded with memories about my mom, and the food she prepared. 

My mom died almost 9 years ago. 

I still think about her almost everyday. 

My mom was a fantastic cook. 

My parents were divorced when I was 8. One of the things my dad remembers fondly about my mom was her cooking. When dad comes for dinner I often cook the recipes my mom used to make, and he tells me stories of when their marriage was happy. 

When I was in my late teens I was in the hospital having my appendix out, and my mom brought me a 5 Roses cookbook as a present. 

I thought my mom was a jerk for bringing me a cookbook while I was in the hospital unable to eat. 

I hadn't eaten for almost 2 weeks before the surgery, and was a couple of days into not eating for a week after the surgery. 

As a teenager I couldn't imagine why I would need this old fashioined recipe book.

I now know that I was the jerk. 

This is my go-to recipe book almost 40 years later. 

Every time I open it up I can picture my mom at the kitchen table with her copy deciding what to cook for dinner. My copy has notes that I copied from hers, no cover, and many pages are loose. 


I can also picture her standing at my bedside in hospital confused why I wasn't excited about her giving me this cookbook. 

I really was a jerk!

This is the time of year I miss my mom the most. 

She loved Christmas, and baked so many treats. 

She never forgot what treat each of us kids loved as children, and would mail us a Christmas care package with our favourites. 

Mine was her rolled shortbread cookies. 

One year she was visiting me at Christmas time and watched as I pulled the dried fruit off the round shortbread cookie & dropped it into the trash. 

She asked me why I did that. 

I told her I hate dried fruit. 

She replied she would stop putting dried fruit on my cookies. 

I looked at her horrified and explained that would ruin my favourite childhood cookie - that picking the dried fruit off to go in the trash was part of my special childhood memory. 

She muttered that dried fruits weren't cheap and it added extra work to the cookie making. 

In the following years my shortbread always arrived with the dried fruit in place. 

Have I mentioned recently what a jerk I am?

A couple years after mom died my husband offered to make me shortbread using my mom's recipe. 

I told him I only loved them because they were made with the special ingredient of mommy love, and if he really wanted to make me shortbread that I would love it needed to be whipped shortbread.

I am definitely a jerk -- 


I frequently remind my husband that if it weren't for his faults he would have a better wife than I!




When you love your moms recipes, and substitutions just won't do!




This is why I search - 


Cause ... 





You can pick your friends, but you can't pick your family you know!







***Any errors are my own. Please send me any updates or corrections via the comments at the bottom of this blog post***


Photos:

Laughing emoji, clipart

Recipe books, personal


Links:

Amy Johnson Crow, 52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks Challenge
https://www.amyjohnsoncrow.com/52-ancestors-in-52-weeks/



If you reference or use my blog posts in any way please
include a link to the specific blog and
credit http://somehowrelated.blogspot.com/
My blogs are ©Deborah Buchner, 2014 forward.
All rights reserved.
Please & Thank you!

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Monday, January 3, 2022

This Bramble Bush Foundation ~ Us

Welcome to Week #1 of the 52 Ancestors in 52 weeks 2022.

This is my 4th year participating, and I am super grateful to Amy Johnson Crow for inspiring me to write about the folks in our Bramble Bush. 

If you want to sign up there is a link at the bottom of this blog.

The challenge took me from an uncommitted relationship with my genealogy blog (2014-2018) to telling the stories of our ancestors every week (2019 to 2021).

I look forward to sharing more stories for those who are interested now, and for those who will become interested in the future.

Primarily I write for me. It's a way to turn the list of names and places into living breathing people.

These are the people who impacted who we are today. They need to be remembered.

This first week's prompt is FOUNDATIONS.

To start this year I will focus on the bottom of this Bramble Bush. 

US!

First there were two people living their own lives:

Chris

He's the tiny baby in the carriage with his parents

from the newspaper on the day he was born - with his mom


with his little sister


with his little sister and grandpa

with his little sister

with his little sister

with his little sister



With his great grandfather, Alonzo Vannatter

with his little sister

with his little sister



with his uncle - his dad's youngest brother



with his mom

Basic Training Canadian Military


Deb 

with mom

with my brother and dad

with my brother and dad


with my aunt, my mom's younger sister

with my mom, dad, and two uncles (mom's youngest siblings)

with mom & dad, and the puppy whose name I don't know


with mom, dad, brother, great grandmother, and aunt (mom's younger sister)

mom and I

with brother, dad, mom

with younger brother



dad trimmed my hair for school photos while mom was away

with cousin, brother, uncle (mom's youngest brother)


with cousin & brother




with aunt (mom's younger sister)

with mom, stepfather, and younger brothers

with younger brother

with brother and great grandmother (Nellie May nee Cannon Graham)

with brother and great grandmother (Nellie May nee Cannon Graham)

with brother and great grandmother (Nellie May nee Cannon Graham)

with brother

with mother





with mother




with brother and cousin

with mother and brother

with mother and brother

with mom

with aunt, mom's youngest sister

With friend Karl Turner for his Grad

with brother, step-father & grandparents

about a year before meeting Chris

Not too long before meeting Chris

They became a couple:







They became a family:








  






























And the family grew

AND grew

Their nest emptied:

































Once the nest empties there is more time & money for genealogy --- errr I mean fun!!!




This is why I search - 


Cause ... 






You can pick your friends, but you can't pick your family you know!









***Any errors are my own. Please send me any updates or corrections via the comments at the bottom of this blog post***



Links:

Amy Johnson Crow, 52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks Challenge
https://www.amyjohnsoncrow.com/



If you reference or use my blog posts in any way please
include a link to the specific blog and
credit http://somehowrelated.blogspot.com/
My blogs are ©Deborah Buchner, 2014 forward.
All rights reserved.
Please & Thank you!

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