Last year I had a big adventure.
I went to Leicester, England to help bury King Richard III, my first cousin 19 times removed.
It was a magical and mystical experience, and it seemed like I had been thrown back in time as I learned more about my ancestor who had died over 500 years ago.
It was the adventure of a lifetime, or so I thought.
Since then, I have had many wonderful and life-changing things happen to me, including a new job, a big birthday, and a leap of faith. But since I returned from Leicester, I knew I had to go back.
There is so much I still yearn to know more about:
- King Richard III and his life, death, and how we remember him still
- England--the country, customs, and history
- My ancestors, including the generations who came from Lincolnshire and Warwickshire
- My English family in Leicester, especially my dear friend and cousin, John, who knows a lot about time travel
- and Myself, in this big year full of changes
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