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Pattylt
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I was adopted at three days old so I never knew any of my genetic history. When I decided to find out…I was a tad disappointed that I wasn’t a Viking…I not only found out my genetic history, I found a full blood brother and sister! It seems my parents weren’t married and grandmother forced my mother to give me up for adoption…it was 1952 and single motherhood was NOT a Thing. They married the next year and had more children…my siblings.
I now have a picture of my blood mother and father and pictures of my siblings…I may even go to meet them at some point. It’s a very strange feeling having been an only child all my life to suddenly have sibs. I’m still processing it!
I now have a picture of my blood mother and father and pictures of my siblings…I may even go to meet them at some point. It’s a very strange feeling having been an only child all my life to suddenly have sibs. I’m still processing it!
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