But back to those questions…
My ancestors came from Germany, England, Poland, Ireland, a hundred years ago. I was born in Wisconsin, the eldest of three daughters in the exburbs. To pay the bills my father fixed Xerox machines and my mother answered phones. I attended public schools and attended Catholic mass every Sunday, with weeknight and summer CCD. I was always reading books, often fell asleep atop my homework, and learned to speak Spanish from teachers with good German names.
I’m a religious educator, a mother, a partner, a friend, a daughter, a sister, an aunt—so many titles.
Where am I going? That one is still being written. But I know that my answers to these questions
influence how I interact with people and ideas, how I hear stories, and the stories I tell. Context matters.
Where do YOU come from? What are you? Where can we go together?
*If those questions sound familiar, perhaps you know them from our Unitarian Universalists hymn #1003 “Where Do We Come From”. Or maybe you recall the Calvin and Hobbes strip (May 1, 1992)…