I found out from my mother that my grandmother on my father's side died in may.I haven't seen her since I was a child.She taught me one of the most important things of my life time.After my father died,she has nothing more to do with us,but that was just her way,she was foreign and my father was 1st generation in America. Eastern Europeans can be a bit strange about family.She passed on some of their oral history,but there were communication issues.She taught me about reading cards.I learned with a deck of playing cards,which was the only way that she knew.I eventually moved on to tarot.I wish that I had known when she passed.My mother just found out from a friend of my grandmothers,but she didn't have many details.I have often wondered where she and my grandfather were,they were travelers.I still don't know if my grandfather on that side is still alive or not.

I realize that I don't really have anything to do with my family on either side other than my mother.I have a brother that I will barely talk to.So many of my friends are so embroiled in their families.I have never really felt that way since I became an adult,ever.Yet when I think about the cast that my grandmother died without me knowing,I feel like I am missing something.