Sad

Not that I've been real close to my family... My father died in 1985 (Cancer), my baby brother in 1989 (Drunk driver)... My stepmother remarried and had her own life to live, didn't need me hanging around. On my mother's side I knew she and especially my grandparents were getting way up there so I avoided contact thinking that it wouldn't hurt when they passed on. Ignorance is bliss they say.

Last night I started playing with Ancestry.com. In 12 hours I found that I'm pretty much the last of the my line. Even my stepmother who raised me the last nine years of my childhood and who was only about 14 years older than me died nine years ago.

Guess what? Ignorance is bliss, but there's a price you pay when you are no longer ignorant.