DNA DNA DNA

Growing up I always knew that I was adopted; always.

In 2017 the journey to find my biological beginnings began with the now infamous Ancestry DNA kit for Christmas. Taking those next steps of actually submitting for analysis did not happen for several more months, reaching into the fall of 2018.

The above information is only the small tip of a very large iceberg, and figuratively speaking it is time to expose more of the hidden foundation by sharing a few of the wins and losses of the journey.

So over the next few months I will be opening myself up, talking about a few of my deepest fears and noting those I hold close to my heart.

All of this brings me to the next post highlighting last week’s event and Mother’s Day.

Find your people, cherish your people and love your people!

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