52 Ancestors In 52 Weeks: Storyteller

I am the storyteller.
I am the storyteller who searches for my ancestors in records.
I am the storyteller who resurrects their voices.
I am the storyteller who narrates their individual tales of victory and struggle.
I am the storyteller who fashions their thoughts on paper and fleshes them out.

I am the storyteller who accompanies them in their immigration passages to America.
I am the storyteller who stands with them at Plymouth Rock and on Ellis Island.
I am the storyteller who walks with them to new lands to settle and homestead.
I am the storyteller who passes on their struggles with nature and illnesses.
I am the storyteller who maps out their migration across this new country.

I am the storyteller who passes them ammunition as they stand with Washington during the Revolution and the creation of a new republic.
I am the storyteller who witnesses their battles of brother against brother during the War of the Rebellion.
I am the storyteller who marches with Doughboys in The Great War.
I am the storyteller who stands with young men in battle fatigues in World War II.
I am the storyteller who cries over losses in the Vietnam War.

I am the storyteller who has been entrusted with their hearts, souls, and minds.
I am the storyteller who will continue to see them in my mind’s eye and hear them in my heart.
I am the storyteller.