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Brooke AKA Shannon

Brooke AKA Shannon

Ever since I was a little girl, I knew my daughter’s name would be Brooke.  Whenever I would spend time with my brother Ricky’s family that he married into, I often saw my sister-in-law’s sister, Brenda’s family.  Wow, what a complex explanation!  We all grew up...
An Email From Reece

An Email From Reece

“Hi, I’m your cousin Reece.  I hate to tell you this over an email, but your mother has passed away.  Diane didn’t think we knew about you, but we did and we really want to meet you.” There was a lot more to this email, and I cannot believe I didn’t save it or have...
The Cemetery

The Cemetery

Throughout my post secondary years of school I made several trips to my reserve.  I never went straight to the band office but rather took many tours around to see the different houses and businesses.  I always had a blank canvas to imagine who my family...
My Birth Mother, Diane

My Birth Mother, Diane

I have always known I was adopted and Indigenous but that was about it.  Was I curious over the years?  Yes, but was almost nervous to find out more because the unknown might hurt.  All that I had coming from foster care was this snap shot health record and not much...