This is my story of adoption, search, and reunion. It starts from my perspective as growing up knowing that I was adopted, and how my environment shaped my view of my adoption. I go forward into searching within and without for who I really am. Blossoming before you is my journey, search, discovery, and acceptance. A full on embrace.
Monday, April 10, 2017
Sap From The Family Tree (Meeting Diane)
On May 16, 2016 I was on a my way to meet my DNA cousin Diane. I was desperately trying to drink in the moment. I was fighting to not be distracted by ordering a paternity test with Kevin. I wanted every cell in my body to be present at this beautiful occasion. This was a precious gift. It was a dream come true to meet and hug a blood relative outside of my children. My nerves were dancing all over the place. My husband and kids were excited and curious like I was. The trip was incredible.
Diane and her sweet husband met us at their local IHOP. There's nothing like family, eggs, and pancakes. Syrup should make anybody smile. Diane was warm and kind. A gentle and wise spirit. When she walked in, she and I embraced. It was a suture to my soul. She was unmistakably beautiful. Her features resembled someone native to India. I really wanted to just hold her face in my hands, and savor her presence. Her realness. I was soon to see that her beauty transcended her physical appearance.
We sat and talked with a familiarity that was almost creepy to me. I knew her. I really knew her. We were deeper than niceties. We started with questions about likes, interests, and hobbies, and then we journeyed further. She shared her experience with me as a family historian. She imparted a bit of her soul to me as she generously allowed me a view into how she lovingly lives her life. Our conversation connected at the heart and soul. Listening to her was like words and sounds that gold would make if it could talk. Pure. Precious. Bright. Reflective.I steadied myself in the moment. I could see parts of myself in Diane. It was a beautiful capsule in time. I felt so welcomed and received. I'd sat at the table and been fed of a nourishing love that superseded the pancakes and syrup. The air around her was refreshing. DNA and heritage are amazing.We don't look alike, but we share other striking similarities. Our spirits are akin to each other. I was awe struck by the things that can be inherited within a family. She continually spoke words of blessings that would meet me and pursue me along my search. Meeting Diane will forever live in my heart. IHOP's pancakes and syrup couldn't touch such a sweet moment....
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