Skating Across Thin Ice: Surviving The Times With Relationships Intact

Can peace be made with one's ancestors, even after they are dead?

Once upon a time my mother's fondest desire was to have a book published. Not just any book, mind you, but a beautiful volume full of wonder and sparkling imagery glittering forth with a message of hope for the world.

We had similar goals, my mother and I, but came from very different generations and quite different personal experiences ... what with her being a pale, blonde immigrant of European descent, and I: a brown-skinn...