Several times I’ve been told I’m surprisingly young to care about family history. I’m 35 years old. Generally, these comments come from contemporaries of my mother or my grandmother, and for a while I believed that yes, maybe I was a little bit unusual for choosing this line of work at my age.
But lo and behold, to my absolute wonder and excitement, this past week I’ve heard from four like-minded women of my age to start on custom books! And let me tell you, these ladies are tackling their family book projects with downright gusto…traveling to family farms, sitting down with last remaining relatives, visiting historical organizations, collaborating with mothers and grandmothers, poring through old letters and memorabilia, researching family trees. And lucky me, I get to turn all their findings into beautiful books.
For me, it is mind-blowingly wonderful and inspiring. And yes, such a relief not being so surprisingly young after all.
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