Annb
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BG at 2.30 am was 8.9. Hasn't moved much since then despite three cups of tea and some breakfast.
I am currently driving myself crazy by trying to find information about a lady my grandfather married, but who, reputedly, committed suicide within the year. Not even related to me, but ever since my mother told me about her, about 50 years ago, I have been fascinated by her. There seems to be a conspiracy to deny her existence - can't find a birth record, census record or death record but I do have a copy of my grandfather's marriage certificate with her as his bride in 1900. He remarried as a widower in 1902 - I have that certificate as well. So she's not just a figment of the imagination; she really did exist. Don't know why it matters to me really - it just does. It's not that grandad would have been a bad husband - he had a good, steady job, he was the kindest soul you could ever come across, wasn't fussy about food (happy with bread and apricot jam rather than a cooked meal) or even worried about the state of the house. That's proved by his 2nd wife - my grandmother. Why the lady felt the need to end it all will never be known, of course but I do want to find out all I can. It's becoming an obsession.
I am currently driving myself crazy by trying to find information about a lady my grandfather married, but who, reputedly, committed suicide within the year. Not even related to me, but ever since my mother told me about her, about 50 years ago, I have been fascinated by her. There seems to be a conspiracy to deny her existence - can't find a birth record, census record or death record but I do have a copy of my grandfather's marriage certificate with her as his bride in 1900. He remarried as a widower in 1902 - I have that certificate as well. So she's not just a figment of the imagination; she really did exist. Don't know why it matters to me really - it just does. It's not that grandad would have been a bad husband - he had a good, steady job, he was the kindest soul you could ever come across, wasn't fussy about food (happy with bread and apricot jam rather than a cooked meal) or even worried about the state of the house. That's proved by his 2nd wife - my grandmother. Why the lady felt the need to end it all will never be known, of course but I do want to find out all I can. It's becoming an obsession.