I'm the only one who remembers my grandmother's stories and recipes and language, and when I die that whole world dies with me, but my cousins think I'm being dramatic.
More people experience this than they realize.
Being the sole keeper of family memory creates anticipatory grief for cultural death that others cannot see or share.
“Where Are You with Disenfranchised grief — when loss isn't recognized?”
If this sounds familiar, the Library can help you find the bigger picture.