As a foster child with limited knowledge about my birth parents (my father in particular) it always bothered me that I simply didn’t know much about my own heritage and family DNA. Countless nights I would lay in bed and wonder – who am I? I was blessed to be raised by Jim and Edwina Watson who were my 13th foster family. And although they did their best to provide me with the essentials in life and provided me with the love and support needed to grow into myself and succeed, the fact remained that the lack of my personal family history has always haunted me.
A friend sent me a birthday card recently telling me to rethink 50 as 10-10-10-10-10. It got me thinking that a lot has changed over the past decade. Ten years doesn’t sound like a long time, but there are so many changes and events that happen; there have been births, weddings, break ups, great fear and deaths that have affected my family.