Trust

The words below are from an email that I received from Linda Laird, another great, great granddaughter of William and Mariah Birdsell.

I asked her if I could feature this in my blog. She agreed to allowing me to do so.

The picture is of my dad and his sister. The trust they shared in this picture, lasted a lifetime.

And now, here's Linda's words regarding trust:


I was reading your blog again.

I think one of the things that always surprises me is the TRUST they had.

I am sure there was fear and maybe trepidation but they did anyway. They married, had children, moved to parts unknown.

They could only trust they had made the right choice for a spouse.
They trusted their children to be there for them in old age. They were their Social Security.

They trusted there would be a future for their progeny and I think that is what we feel. Their trust. Some times it is a burden.

A belief system was important and more so for the women. They had to carry the biggest share of the trust. The children came to them when they were hungry, ill or frightened.

Would the man they had chosen be able to protect them from whatever and whoever life sent their way? Feed them, cloth them, roof over their head( not always).

There was always the ever present dangers-bad water, Indians, marauders, fire, starvation, many more.

They put their trust in their MAN and their GOD.

The fear a man must have felt and dared not show. Again it comes down to trust. The trust that he had made all the right decisions because his life and the lives of his family literally depended on it.

I guess I  think of these things when I get too serious about genealogy and the responsibility we have chosen to take upon ourselves.

I want to get it right to show their trust in us was not misplaced.

LINDA

There it is, in black and white. Why we not only do what we do, but why getting it right is so important to us.

Thank you Linda for allowing me to come along with you on this wild journey.

Jody