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A Very Tragic Day
The phone is ringing on a busy, yet regular morning. “There’s been an accident”. Every parent’s nightmare! Story spoken from Linda’s own words: “I was biking to work in August and it was a normal start to a 7 am call to go work at the local reserve in Salmon Arm, British...
JR
Blain’s name was supposed to be Alexander, named after his father and grandfather. I wanted him to have his own identity, so he is Blain Alexander. I have referred to him as Jr since he was in his teens as he revealed himself as a true image of his father. Although he holds his...
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 together in Manotick so Wendy’s...
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 more photos of when we met? I...
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 was, houses they lived in and...
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 other history. My mom was...





