Sunday, January 8, 2017

“We all grow up with the weight of history on us. Our ancestors dwell in the attics of our brains as they do in the spiraling chains of knowledge hidden in every cell of our bodies.”

~Shirley Abbott

A restless night; awake too often with this skin issue. If I were a napping person I’d say that one was inevitable today, but I’m not. And I won’t.

Church this morning, then planning this afternoon for a project I’m working on for my granddaughter who is interested in understanding where her ancestors came from. How blessed I am that, where I once knew nothing about my people, I now have more information than many non-adopted people.

Yesterday I sent away a request to receive a copy of my original birth registration–the top-secret one that has the names of my birth parents on it that I’ve been denied all these years. Saskatchewan changed the rules effective January 1 and is now releasing this document to adult adoptees (Unless a birth parent has filed a veto. Don’t get me started on how wrong I believe that loophole to be.)

Anyway, I’m getting it. I already know what it will say but I want a copy of my own. All adoptees should be entitled to have one.

Thanks so much for stopping by. I'm here early most mornings with one of my photos and a few words about life and those thin places where faith intersects.
6 comments
  1. Oh my goodness, what an important moment this will be – and a very poignant post. I love that quote, which is new to me … Looking at family patterns and what may be passed down in ways we don’t even understand yet is fascinating.

    1. It is, in a sense, anticlimactic as I already have the pieces to the oh-so-complicated puzzle. Still, it’s an important document to have, if for no other reason, than so the truth can be told for my grandchildren and their children.

  2. How wonderful that you will be getting that document! I too would love to see a copy. (Mine is a different story, but a connecting one nonetheless)

    1. Dear sister, your story is most definitely a connecting one.

  3. Oh, Linda. This is another step. I’m glad for you. Blessings to you, friend.

    1. Thank you, Karen.

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