The importance of this search is not so much centered on the desire to find people and make connections - some old, and very definitely, many new ones. The importance of what I'm doing rests in the desire to understand the very basis of where I am from and to have a deeper understanding of the facts of my ancestral origins. Anyone can compile a tree of names and dates. The true testament of a family history are the stories, the struggles, and the genesis of the question, "Where did I come from?"
Most recently during conversations with some relatives on my maternal side of the family, we discovered much to my delight, that three out of the original seven journals of my great, great, Uncle Zakar's are still around. These books are over 100 years old, written in Armenian mixed with some Turkish. The one copy that was loaned to me (and in the process of being scanned), is fascinating because it contains hand drawings and page after page of beautiful, legible, handwriting. My wonderful husband Garik will be working with me to translate this book - and hopefully, once we are able to get our hands on the other two copies (with some sleuthing!), those will be translated as well. I will post some of the pictures here in the next day or two.
In the process of going through the book, I couldn't help but wonder about the man that wrote the words and drew such detailed pictures, reminiscent of Illuminated Manuscripts. I see characteristics in his drawings that I am prone to create when I draw and paint. I see some elements of the same similarity in my nephews drawings. These realizations leave me extremely frustrated because I never got a chance to meet this man and what information there is about him is minimal and very anecdotal...information none the less, but it's information shrouded in a sea of a thousand perhaps millions of questions.
So the research continues and my hope is that the tiny chips of information I've collected will soon turn into much larger chunks of the big picture.
