Happy birthday, dedek!

Today I paid a visit to about one half of my ancestors. They are conveniently gathered at the Žale Cemetery in Ljubljana, Slovenia. It was a good day for it since today celebrates the man who took care of my grandmother so well that he became my grandfather. He died twenty years ago.

Recently I saw this meme. It’s in my language but see the translation below.

– Grandma, tell me, how to choose the right man?
– You know, I had a lot of suitors who spoke of love but only one asked me: “Have you eaten today? Do you have a warm coat for the winter?” This one became your grandfather.

The result of the love of thousands, that’s what we are. ❤

So then this happened. Aren’t they the cutest? Grandma looks like Ingrid Bergman.

She combines both of their smiles. ❤

Grandpa had two brothers and grandma had two sisters. All of them died in the order from the youngest to the oldest. First we visited grandpa’s youngest brother.

Then we reached the two adjacent graves. In the middle on the left, grandpa’s middle brother with his wife who died three years ago.

On top, my great-grandparents. They died when I was one and three years old, respectively.

Down below, the theatrically-minded grandpa’s aunt. She often took care of me when I was little.

This was my grandparents’ grave when we arrived. This plant is a self-sown visitor. It had to go, mom said.

Then father appeared from behind the hedge and scared the hell out of us.

They can be theatrically-minded too. 😀

On the lookout. I noticed its red star first.

How it was as we left. Take good care of each other, dedek and baca, as you always did. ❤

And finally, here is the other set of my maternal great-grandparents with my grandma’s youngest sister. Be well and thank you all!