The Invisible Mourner: Saying Goodbye to an Aunt I Never Met
Well…I went. I’m glad I did. I didn’t know if I’d attend Aunt *Jane’s funeral until the last minute. Even then, I sat in the church parking…
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Do I Have the Right to Say Goodbye?
Yesterday, while we were preparing for a huge blizzard that was about to hit Connecticut later that day, my phone rang. It was my new cousin *Claire.…
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The Questions I Can Never Ask
I recently found a photo of my bio grandmother’s sister, Sadie, on Ancestry. I’d never seen her face before. As I looked at it, I realized some…
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Speaking Different Languages
For me, sometimes it feels like I am living in multiple worlds since my NPE* discovery. How differently I share my DNA discovery truth with people is…
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Inheriting a Stranger
Since I began wearing makeup when I was about 15 years old, I was never the kind of girl who sat in front of the mirror for…
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Seeing the other side of things
I saw my new biological sister, Donna*, at the Post Office a few months ago. I saw her again a few weeks ago at a program held…