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!

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Tuesday, December 16, 2025

A Childhood Friend ~ If Only For A Few Short Months

 52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks 2025: Week 51 (MUSICAL)


Grade 3 was a complicated year for me. 



That was the year my parents got divorced, my mom moved us from Alberta to British Columbia, and then to Ontario.

I was in 5 schools in 3 provinces that year.

I was in my 3rd school when I made a new friend who taught me to play a song on her piano.

At our highschool reunion recently I mentioned how important she had been to me.

She seemed surprised to hear that.

I was not surprised to hear that she didn't actually remember this incredibly momentous event.

In fact I don't think she remembers me at all from that year at South Nelson Elementary School in Nelson.

For her I was a girl in her class that was there for a few short months & then gone.

For me - she taught me something I had never known how to do before at a time of great chaos and confusion in my life.

I felt smart and accomplished after learning to play that one song.

The song was Hi-Lili, Hi-Lo - and after all these years I can still play the beginning of the song from memory even having just had right thumb joint replacement a couple of weeks ago.


At our reunion this past summer, I asked her if there was a small creek between the apartment building where I lived and her house. 

She confirmed there was. 

I shared that I remembered following her over a creek on our way to her house. 

I clearly remember watching her feet effortlessly crossing over that small creek while I followed exactly in her footsteps to avoid falling into the water. I felt so proud when we arrived safely on the other side of that tiny waterway.  

I hadn't been sure my memory was accurate until she confirmed the landscape.

Memory is a funny thing - a random moment in time is so clear & yet other more momentous moments are long forgotten. 



Looking back to the moments that shape us!!! 



This is why I search - 


Cause ... 





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







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https://www.amyjohnsoncrow.com/52-ancestors-in-52-weeks/



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