As I've said before, I tend to stay in my little safe and secure bubble of my upbringing and while it wasn't an ideal childhood, it was forged with the traditions and customs of my mother and her mother first, which I passed on to my children. Thankfully, they have seen much more of the world and have married or will soon marry men of different ethnicities and upbringings. It's exciting to think about what kind of legacy will be passed on to their children. I know my son-in-law will teach their children Polish, and my future son-in-law grew up in the Navy, just like my daughter, and we are already calling our future grandchildren “Navy Beans.” This course was eye-opening and thought-provoking and I found myself wanting to know more and wanting to find confidence that even though there is a lot of dysfunction in our families, there is also respect, love and kinship. This is what keeps men and women full of faith, holding on to the hope, that maybe there is a reason to start life with someone, have lots of children, and live the American dream. Or should I say that Europeans, Asians, Africans, Russians, Italians, French or the multitude of other cultures all work hard to find happiness for themselves and their loved ones.