Losing a Tree
For several years after I found out I wasn’t my Dad’s biological daughter, I couldn’t even look at his tree anymore. It was literally a full stop. …
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Telling the Girls
I knew that eventually, I had to tell our girls about my DNA discovery. This was about their DNA, too. I had made the decision not…
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The Acceptance of Not Learning More
I wish I could tell you that now that the ice was broken with Mom about who my biological father was, that she opened up and shared…
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Facing Denial
I’m sure you don’t need three guesses to guess what the DNA results were to my youngest brother. His results came a few weeks after I compared…
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Stages of Grief Journey: Denial Part 2
I was checking the 23andMe website three or four times a day. The first results that came in were for my oldest sister. She is twelve years…
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More travels and more grandchildren
My grandmother, Jeanette Shrum Willett, left us a wonderful handwritten manuscript of her life which she wrote in the mid-1980s. She was born August 4, 1897, in…