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Blue Raspberry Sundays


Want to write your personal history but feel overwhelmed and don't know where to start?  Or maybe you think your family history is to dry.  Trust me, it's anything but!  Every Sunday I give a prompt for writing one or the other (sometimes it can be applied to both) and then I share a story I've written for the prompt myself.  It's a fun way, easy and stress-free way of writing your history - and it's not boring!
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Tip:  Adding pictures is not necessary, but certainly adds appeal to the reader.  Even if you're writing about an ancestor that there are no photos of, you can always add a photo of the time period or perhaps a photo of a gravestone.

I also have a Facebook Group that alerts members when I post.  The nice thing is if you would like feedback on your writing, you can post a link there.  The group is closed, so no one outside the group can see your links.  If you think that would be of benefit, head over to the BLUE RASPBERRY SUNDAY FACEBOOK GROUP.




"When our hearts turn to our ancestors, something changes inside of us.  We feel part of something greater than ourselves."  ~ Russell M Nelson

"We need to be connected to both our roots and our branches." ~ Quentin L Cook

"We don't own our family history. We simply preserve it for the next generation." ~ Rosemary Alva

"A life that is not documented is a life that within a generation or two will be largely lost to memory.  What a tragedy this can be in the history of a family.  Knowledge of our ancestors shapes us and instills within us values that give direction and meaning to our lives."  ~ Dennis B Neuenschwander

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