musings on the journey towards knowing and sharing my family's stories
Wordless Wednesday: growing up but not apart
Margaret, Elizabeth and Sandra Ramsay, Kirkcaldy, Scotland. c. 1952-53.
I don’t have sisters, so I’ve always been fascinated by my mother’s relationship with her four sisters. Seeing these old photos of them as girls just reinforces how close the bonds of family are.
I too missed having sisters, and was a little envious of the adult friendship my Mom had with her younger sister. But she’s a favorite Aunt, and still a part of my life as the surviving sibling of her generation.
It’s great that you have such a good relationship with your aunt. I grew up on the other side of the world to my parents’ siblings, and only got to know my a few of aunts, and as an adult. I’m so glad I did though. 🙂
🙂 You are right about the resemblance! My aunt Margaret in particular looks so like their mother in that shot, and also their maternal grandmother. The Ramsay girls and their daughters all share a “look”. I once had to collect a cousin’s daughter who was visiting NZ. I’d never met her, had forgotten the street address that I was looking for, but knew exactly where to stop because the young woman sitting on the front porch was the image of my Aunt May – her grandmother!
A lovely photo. I love the early photos of my mother and her sister.
Thank you.
Beautiful photo — they look alike, and so happy!
I too missed having sisters, and was a little envious of the adult friendship my Mom had with her younger sister. But she’s a favorite Aunt, and still a part of my life as the surviving sibling of her generation.
It’s great that you have such a good relationship with your aunt. I grew up on the other side of the world to my parents’ siblings, and only got to know my a few of aunts, and as an adult. I’m so glad I did though. 🙂
Yes, I understand that feeling. I don’t have any sisters either and always wanted some, but then maybe I would be jealous of them ;).
Thinking about it, I don’t ever remember wanting sisters. I think I enjoyed being “daddy’s little girl” too much.
Haha, exactly!!!
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I’d have preferred more brothers! (I have one of each.) What a strong family resemblance.
🙂 You are right about the resemblance! My aunt Margaret in particular looks so like their mother in that shot, and also their maternal grandmother. The Ramsay girls and their daughters all share a “look”. I once had to collect a cousin’s daughter who was visiting NZ. I’d never met her, had forgotten the street address that I was looking for, but knew exactly where to stop because the young woman sitting on the front porch was the image of my Aunt May – her grandmother!
That’s wonderful!
I was one of 5 girls. Two of my sisters are dead, now. One was the woman I loved most in the world.
That must be such a terrible loss; our siblings are in some ways the people who know us best.