Secrets

I woke up this morning thinking, "I'm welsh?" I never knew or ever threw that into the mix when people asked me what I was. If my grandma's father was Welsh, then my father is a 1/4 and I am 1/8th. My grandma said she'd forward some information on to me.

Then too, I guess there was some family secret that my Nana (the Howard) carried to her grave. My grandma told me Nana kept writing to her to come visit because she wanted to tell her something before she passed away but it couldn't be in writing.

My grandmother wasn't able to make it over in time and now says she regrets this because it had to have been some secret and it must have just gone to the grave with her. It had to be important if my Nana didn't want to put it in writing in the mail.

Oh wait, I did my math wrong. If my grandma's father was 100% Welsh, then she...now....how strange, that is right. The closest thing to Welsh I ever heard about growing up was Welch grape jelly. Yeah, and that's "Welch" but it's still the closest thing.

Weird, because I was meeting Welsh people for the first time and thought, "How fun! I've never met Welsh people before!" and here I am, an 1/8th Welsh myself.