Wow, I haven't posted in a while and have so much to share. So, I guess I will slow down and do one post at a time. This post is in celebration of Black History Month. If fact, I will call it "My History Month."
For a while now, I wanted to share about some of my family genealogy. I love doing family research and once I got on Ancestry.com I was even more hooked.
A few years ago, my mom was introduced to a lady that can research your family tree. She researched all the information and printed out several notebooks for us. We were so excited with some the names and documents she found. My mom had researched our family years ago but these documents revealed new names we never knew about. With all this information, we were inspired to share it with the family. So, we put a family tree book together from all four sides of my family. It took us while to compile all the stories and pictures but it was a labor of love. It included lots of pictures, stories, and family trees.
While, we were working on this project, a cousin sent us a copy of an old article she had about our ancestor Samantha who lived to be almost 120 years old! I was so excited to see this. The copy we had wasn't very clear, so somehow I did more research to find out the library in that old Mississippi town could search for the original newspaper article and we would get a better copy. After some time, she found it and mailed it to me.
Meet my great, great, great grandmother Samantha Cooper.
This article about her was so fascinating to read. She was born around 1830 and died 1941. Can you image all the events she witnessed? Slavery, Civil War, WW1 and WW2, Great Depression, and so much more. I don't know anything about her personality or her parents but the part I do know makes me proud to be her descendant.
The courage and strength she must of had to live through so much encourages me. She was a wife, mother, servant, and woman of faith. Thank you Samantha for all you endured to make my life so much better.