Chronicle of My Blood

Blood carries no final sentence, but it does carry a story that began before us. Chronicle of My Blood seeks a way to love an inherited past without passing its unhealed wounds forward.

Chronicle of My Blood opens family memory as a book whose first chapters we did not write, yet whose later pages we can influence. Blood and genetic code function as artistic images of inheritance rather than claims that thought can rewrite DNA. Bodily dispositions, learned responses, family stories, and silences passed from one generation to the next all meet within a person. The narrator first turns toward the past and tries to read it without a simple verdict. Loving one's ancestors does not require denying their failures or repeating their choices. It means acknowledging where the story came from and accepting responsibility for what will continue. The family line is therefore rewritten through present action. A new breath, a more truthful word, and a freer relationship can change the chapter that someone else may one day inherit.