Six months ago the beginning of this conversation would have made me sad and caused quiet, internal anxiety. But things are different now.
Conversation this morning:
Lily: Oh Mom! I forgot to give this to you yesterday. It is due Friday!
Giant Petunia: What is it?
L: We are learning about our family origins for social studies. I need to list one or more places in the world that are important to my family. You know, like countries our grandparents are from.
GP: Great! We’ll have lots of fun with this when you get home from school today!
Six months ago I would have only been able to give information about my husband’s family. I would have debated with myself if I should tell her the origins of my adoptive family or not. Then I would feel heartache that my daughter was inheriting the same sense uncertainty that I loathed when I had school assignments about my genealogy since my genetic origins had always been a mystery to me.
Now I can proudly tell her that her father’s family is Danish/German/English and her mother’s family is Norwegian/Swedish/German/English.
This is a joyful day!