Relatives Everywhere

A few years ago there was a family gathering on my Mom's side of the family. There were only about 550 people there who looked slightly like me. Apparently there are 1000 of us with only 2 or 3 souls left in the Ukraine. Canada was the place to be!

Last night at yoga class, I was talking to a woman who asked my last name. She then asked if I had relatives in the Two Hills area. We talked about the church and graveyard and she said that she had relatives buried there, and I told her that I did too. She said her grandfather's last name was Ursuliak and told me her grandmother's last name. This is how small the world is: her grandmother's last name was the same as my grandmother's. I took all the details of her heritage and she took mine.

When I got home I asked my mother about these people. She and my Dad knew the family and surprised me by saying that the yoga student's great grandfather and my great grandfather were brothers from my Dad's side!!! My Mom went to the same school as her Mom and was a few grades ahead. Mom knew all of my yoga student's aunts, uncles and great aunts and uncles! My relatives are everywhere. What a lovely surprise to reconnect.