Appreciating My Roots, Ancestry

Fidela Recio, a maternal great-aunt, a sister to Feliciano, is holding a nephew in Brownsville, Texas. She never had children of her own. She had married, and had a store in Brownsville. She divorced her (drunken) husband, and never married again.

I was given this photo by a distant cousin, Cookie Perales whose father, Patricio, and Uncle, Esiquiel-her Step Father were brothers to my great-grandfaher, Feliciano Recio. Her mother married the brother first, then married the second one, when her first husband passed away.
Jose Maria Recio. He was a farmer, and is in this photo in an open market in Matamoros, very likely. He raised vegetables, fruit, and looks like he must have raised chickens, with the box of eggs to his left. Looks like brown and white eggs.


This morning I was reflecting upon the contribution my ancestors have made to my success and life. I understand the hardships they had as they chose to come to this earth when they did. I also accepted the responsibility and debt of gratitude I have of their lives.

Some time ago it dawned on me that we each must have had a choice to come when we were born. It must have been a very grand process. We mingled all together in heaven as spirit children of God. We lived in that sphere and prepared ourselves for life that whole period of existence. Then, I wonder how were assigned the parents or how that process was decided or made.

However it was, I know that the full gospel plan was reviewed, and for those who came to earth,I must have raised my hand, and was given the charge to remember my ancestors and facilitate and search for them, to identify them as my kindred. I am honored to embrace their histories, their stories and their memorabilia. I treasure the photographic history that are available through modern technology for more than just me to obtain.

I share willingly, and if anyone reading this desires more or/and what I have here, please ask me. My goal is to compile the documents of their history including certificates, the written word, besides photographs. We are all connected and I am so blessed to know about my kindred.

Three Generations Go to The Temple Today

View of the beautiful temple grounds in Provo before we went in.

Our Three generations photos at the temple today. A special day for Lindsay Lou, as I call her.

Today was great day. I spent the evening with my granddaughter, Lindsay, her mom, Tana and her dad, Nathan. It was a great occasion for Lindsay to go to visit inside the Provo Temple to do some sacred work for our family members.

It was a wonderful desire for Lindsay to fulfill since she turned twelve less than a month ago. Twelve year olds are allowed to go do proxy work for others at that age. She experienced what it felt like to be in the holy temples first hand.

There were so many other youth there as well. The area was literally filled and there was a steady flow as the seats emptied and filled up again and again.

Tana, Nathan & Lindsay at Provo Temple today.

We met outside afterward and took a few pictures. I was very pleased for Lindsay. She came with a cast on her right foot and did just great through it all.

As you can see from her photos, she was very happy to be there and filled her heart's desire to be able to go visit the temple. Way to be, Lindz!

Afterward we went to have a bite to eat, and went Mexican. What else after that great experience in temple. "Turning the hearts of the children to the fathers, and the fathers to the children," I would say.

Another day in the Temple with Loved Ones~Heaven on Earth

Today, among the many things I had to do today, I made time to go to the temple. It is a favorite place for me, and find joy and peace in serving in the house of the Lord, be that as it may as an ordinance worker, or as a patron, it is amazing. I Stand All Amazed.

I found a thick stack of many completed ordinances that just needed the work to bind the children to their fathers and for couples to be bound for eternity. Mind you, it was not without opposition either. My good intentions to get so many other "things" done faded away as I made a beeline to get to the temple today.

I had so many pink cards too from the early 1500s. These were my priority. It did my heart good to be able to be proxy for these dear souls, some of which carry many of my family ancestoral names. Canchola, Sanchez, Rodriguez, Munoz, and Ulloa's, were prominent from my list of names. I felt the sweet assurance that yes, I am related and they were present to attend to their ordinances in their behalf.

I could feel the room full of my beloved "antepasados," ancestors. I hope I did them well, and open the gates for them to be bonded with their loved ones forever if they so choose. The more I do this work, the more I have a stronger witness that they are all engaged in this great work there as we are here.

We are commanded to be "saviors on Mount Zion." I am pleased to someday have to report to my kindred and look them in their eyes and feel their embrace and gratitude that I remembered them. My only regret would be that I could do more, and continue forward to make this work a part of my daily life.

May we be so blessed to all be united here on earth to assist in this great work often, I pray. Some of you have expressed a desire for me to give you more ordinance work to do with your families. I see that there is room for improvement on my part to be more consistent and diligent in this effort.

I look to the near future to plan around the time and date Beth will be here so we can share some quality time in addition to our dinner engagement when she comes the end of March. I will be in touch to organize it soon. Promise. Those that can participate will be most welcomed and thanked generously.