I get to be scattered across multiple continents.

I have a great-great-something grandmother from the 1830s who married into my great-great-something grandfather’s family to avoid dying on the trail of tears…

I have a family photo that featured her as an old woman surrounded by her children, grandchildren, and even apparently a few great-grandchildren.

Still, one woman several uncounted generations back doesn’t mean I’m not also the child of immigrants and their descendants.