Thank you for this heart wrenching peek into your family's history. I find personal narratives/biographies fascinating. I guess because I grew up anonymous with people without emotion or compassion. On the flip side of your story about finding two half brothers, I am pretty sure my older sister and I are not related. I refuse to go the Ancestry route mostly because I do not want my dna in the netherspear. Don't trust jack shit about our system. I'm not saying mom had an affair. I am speculating that the hospital where sister was born, 15 months before my birth, had a nefarious reputation reeking of abuse, endangerment, death, and mysteries, and perhaps the babies were switched at birth. The hospital is now closed, has been for some time....shut down due to the aforementioned. My sister and I never connected at any point in our lives (and we are in our 6th decade). Sister never connected with anyone and lives 3,000 miles away, only because any further and she would have to leave the country. Other clues have emerged over the 6 decades. I have tried in vain to get information about the babies born on THAT day in the 1950s - from the town, from the local library - all to no avail. So I am left with the dna path....which I don't know if I want to go down. Thanks again for an inspiring post.
Thanks for commenting! I think often we sense a truth but the pieces don't fit together until we hear it and are ready for it. When I was in college the few times that I confronted my mother she so adamantly denied that anything had happened except she insinuated something about a married guy and I filled in the blanks in my head with a completely different story. I sensed that they were both my brothers long before the Ancestry results came back: I had too many dreams involving them. Still do. Andy wanted to get to the bottom of it knowing that our Dad might be involved but that's a personal thing for everyone to decide. Those science results are just one puzzle piece of many...best with it..
Over the decades, I have had several people come up to me and say how much I look like Sara or Jane or Mary. I don't remember what name they used. Absolute stunning resemblance. Our family dna is quite unique. My younger sister and I are definitely cut from the same cloth. But older sister is not like any of us...I suspect she knows as well but has never said anything. I believe I have another biological sister out there somewhere.
It could be, though sometimes families do skip around a bit. My older daughter is supposedly my exact spitting image while my younger daughter took after her Thai father's lineage. I've been asked multiple times if my younger girl is adopted ("Is she really yours?" was the funniest way that came out) and in Thailand there's certain registered surprise when I've indicated that I am indeed my child's biological mother. I'd say sensing it is different though...usually there's a truth in there...
Thank you for this heart wrenching peek into your family's history. I find personal narratives/biographies fascinating. I guess because I grew up anonymous with people without emotion or compassion. On the flip side of your story about finding two half brothers, I am pretty sure my older sister and I are not related. I refuse to go the Ancestry route mostly because I do not want my dna in the netherspear. Don't trust jack shit about our system. I'm not saying mom had an affair. I am speculating that the hospital where sister was born, 15 months before my birth, had a nefarious reputation reeking of abuse, endangerment, death, and mysteries, and perhaps the babies were switched at birth. The hospital is now closed, has been for some time....shut down due to the aforementioned. My sister and I never connected at any point in our lives (and we are in our 6th decade). Sister never connected with anyone and lives 3,000 miles away, only because any further and she would have to leave the country. Other clues have emerged over the 6 decades. I have tried in vain to get information about the babies born on THAT day in the 1950s - from the town, from the local library - all to no avail. So I am left with the dna path....which I don't know if I want to go down. Thanks again for an inspiring post.
Thanks for commenting! I think often we sense a truth but the pieces don't fit together until we hear it and are ready for it. When I was in college the few times that I confronted my mother she so adamantly denied that anything had happened except she insinuated something about a married guy and I filled in the blanks in my head with a completely different story. I sensed that they were both my brothers long before the Ancestry results came back: I had too many dreams involving them. Still do. Andy wanted to get to the bottom of it knowing that our Dad might be involved but that's a personal thing for everyone to decide. Those science results are just one puzzle piece of many...best with it..
Over the decades, I have had several people come up to me and say how much I look like Sara or Jane or Mary. I don't remember what name they used. Absolute stunning resemblance. Our family dna is quite unique. My younger sister and I are definitely cut from the same cloth. But older sister is not like any of us...I suspect she knows as well but has never said anything. I believe I have another biological sister out there somewhere.
It could be, though sometimes families do skip around a bit. My older daughter is supposedly my exact spitting image while my younger daughter took after her Thai father's lineage. I've been asked multiple times if my younger girl is adopted ("Is she really yours?" was the funniest way that came out) and in Thailand there's certain registered surprise when I've indicated that I am indeed my child's biological mother. I'd say sensing it is different though...usually there's a truth in there...