What would you do if you went to bed tonight and had a dream that would eventually take you on a seventeen-year journey that would change your life and your family's history forever? What would you do if you began to uncover the lies that would end with a woman taking her own life in 1958? What would you do if the clues you uncovered were really memories, of your own past life? January 3, 1958 - An old woman, who had been wrongly committed into a mental hospital, took her own life. I found out later that woman was my great-grandmother, Virginia Avery. January 3, 1999 - I had a dream that causes me to challenge every story my mother had been told about Virginia, who supposedly abandoned her children in 1904. As the lies began to unravel, my journey led me to New Orleans, and what I found, rocked me to my core.