Roots and This and That.

I just got done reading a post that went something like this: Lets face it, a tree without it’s roots is worth nothing.

Well. I’m glad I got roots. Silver Gold ones at that. I am the roots to my tree and be not confused, it is a strong healthy tall one that is branching out more by the day.

In other news, I got 4 new matches on FTDNA. No closer, no trees, no surnames, no sharing of origins. I googled them though. One likes history and another has an antique shop. One plays facebook games and the other (person who handles the kit) likes something to do with Jihad. O.K. Moving right along……

There is a new query on cousin connect; a fellow born on my birthday in Upstate NY but 5 years ahead of me. I wrote to him and No reply. I wonder if people get notifications like I (hope) I do. I’ve got a couple so far, but now worry if I got them all. You figure if one takes the time to post a search they’d be on the look out for replies. I don’t rule out any possibilities of siblings as I don’t know what is true or not. This fellow was put up right after his birth and it doesn’t seem she would give us all up one by one then die, but stranger things have happened. I’ve noticed people are quick to rule people out. I seen it on facebook recently as well. One lady commented to another about possibly being siblings and she was quick to say no, there were no others. Just how do we know that? Because people have been so darn honest? And the world is pink and fuzzy and nothing ever goes wrong….I know I know lol How is that handled though? One lies and keeps secrets and then admits to something/someone. Do they say, well, while we are at it, there are a few more? Or do they just keep hiding the truth? What about half siblings? How would they really even know especially when parents are deceased? Yet, they do. Somehow. “Enough is enough” attitude maybe.

I once worked in a mental health wing of a hospital (or two or three) and there was this girl in her early twenties. She was smart and pretty. She was a nymphomaniac. For real. She had some other things going on as well. She was about 8 months pregnant for her 11th child. She had tried to keep a couple of them in the beginning, but one by one the state got them. It got to the point where they would just automatically take the child from her in the hospital. She knew this and spoke of it. She told me as I took her vitals and handed her worksheets how she gave them life for the greater good. They were stationed all over the US to report to an extraterrestrial higher being. They were actual angels here for a very important reason and she was doing her job to transport them here. She glanced away every now and then to flirt with one of the fellows playing the Wii game across the room. I watched his little ears turn bright red. She continued to tell me how she knew what she was doing and knows that it is a very beautiful thing, her mission. Later one of the techs told me how the state wanted to try and force her by law to get her tubes tied but couldn’t as she knew her reproductive rights. She wasn’t stupid, like I said. She knew how to get what she wanted. She felt it was her job or duty to have babies. I bet they were in fact beautiful. I wonder what lies they were told to “protect” them? I know if she were my mother I’d want to know. Regardless. It’s a way interesting story. It’s the truth and that makes it even more interesting.

Point is, it’s more than possible for children to be put up one by one. All half siblings. And the state knows the truth.

I read a couple of adoptive parents’ ads soliciting pregnant girls to sell them their babies. What a wonderful home they would have and how the wife does yoga. After all, in this stressful world one must meditate, don’t ya know. Buy a kid, relax at the poolside. The husband was holding a puppy, such a nurturing fellow he was. Did he adopt the dog too? I hope he told the puppy about it’s roots and how he saved him from the gas chamber. Oh wait, that doesn’t fit here. Why would he provide a home for a doggie in need when he is willing to convince a young mother to sell her child? No, he must have got the dog from a puppy mill. This same site has a reunion search. I’m not seeing this as the triad I once understood. The triad was once the natural mom, adoptee and supportive adoptive parents also interested in truth and reunion. Not people who would talk women into selling their babies.

I also had a looksy at a post I somehow missed. A woman griping on 23andme about those pesky adoptees wanting in on her wonderoushitblunderous family. It’s hers not yours! she cried. She made her own post because she was taking a break from harassing adoptees on every forum she could find. She basically claimed she had no dog in the fight just likes to talk smack. She’s got a dog in the fight. Dog fights are illegal. 😉 I don’t know what her hang up is, but she is fearing someone popping up. I know every one of us adoptees who seen her was thinking the same thing. “Dear GOD don’t let me be related to this troll!” lol There is no way we weren’t all thinking that. Such rage though. Maybe she is worried that mothership I hinted at earlier was returning a reporter or two to her. Or perhaps dear DADABrother had been at it again years ago. Can’t break the CLOSE family tree you know. Someone really should wear some big Baby Jane pig tails, paint some freckles on their face and show up to her next family shin dig  complete with a red checkered bib and an over sized fork yelling “Mama! I’m back! Some’in’ sure smells good Mama. I’m ready to chow down on that!” And someone else needs to hold the camera for the youtube that will surely get a million hits. We could raise money for an adoptee DNA project to provide kits for those unable to get them at the time. I kid, I kid.

There is a serious side to this too. It wasn’t coming from her. She was just a whacko who’s selfish and unkind. But I have noticed some people in general that are too pushy. It would be nice if people were kind but your average bear has his own agenda. Not all of course. I love to actually be able to assist someone because I know it helps me. I’ve learned that at an early age. It feels good to be in a position to help. I help where I can and still try to help where I can’t yet help. Not everyone is about that, including some natural mothers and adoptees. I see a lot of demands and quite frankly, stalkers and control freaks. One woman helped another by approaching her birth family without her consent. Blow your own old horn time. One sent a dozen emails and was going to go to the door if they did not answer their phone immediately. One father got out of prison and was getting help from searchers to find that naughty woman who changed her name and left town with HIS child. Can you say protective order? I stay within not only my legal rights, but what I feel are my moral rights. I respect others. I feel that’s what’s right for me and those around me. No, I don’t always get it in return, but then again, I don’t try to hang with those who are negative like that. I’m always a little afraid people who tread on others are going to ruin everything for the rest of us. People can and do stereotype. It’s what they do. I hate when someone just “sees you coming” because of what someone in your “group” has done. A lot of doors get closed like that.

My second cousin once asked me “Are you prepared for rejection?” LOL Prepared? Honey, I LIVE it! I’m well versed in reject 🙂 I would love rejection, because you have to give an answer with that. Yes, we are your birth family and NO we want nothing to do with you. That can be my truth. That would be much more than what I have now. I still would like to know my mother and to have a photo of her. I want to know that I myself didn’t drop from that mothership. A reject of that superior land of beings. Or to know I wasn’t a 1960’s experiment gone wrong/right.

I’m finding a lot of cousins from the Netherlands, Norway, mostly Scotland and Ireland. I think these distant cousins are on my mother’s side. There are some showing Germany and England but not that many. I have a few from Portugal. Interesting stuff here. I can’t attach my nameless self to it yet though. I may attach if I can get a little closer than 4th cousins. I sometimes move myself around on my DNA tree to see what hints I get. I’m almost to the point to where I can do this on my mother’s side-or the side I think is hers. The main problem is most of my cousins end up connecting to my father’s huge side. I have 75 pages of cousins on ancestry and 86 on ftdna. I don’t know what 23andme will bring. Not enough people on gedmatch. I try every chance I get but people seem scared of gedmatch for some reason. I may just try it with my 3rd cousin’s gggrandparents. I don’t know how much cM we share because she is on ancestry. But I know she is the first one listed under 4th-6th cousins and is 15 people ahead of a fellow who shares 67 cM with me. He IS on gedmatch as well so I know. He shares a longer block than my second cousin does too. I’d love to see if the 3rd cousin shares X and how much cM. I want her in my chromosome browser! But so far she has not uploaded to Gedmatch. 😦 I won’t even talk about haplogroup. My lonely haplogroup U5b2c2. I stand alone with that so far.

I am the roots to my tree;-)

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One thought on “Roots and This and That.

  1. Great post, especially your response to “are you prepared for rejection?” . Ummmmm, been there, done that. We adoptees hold a PhD in rejection.

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