Just some random sleep deprived musings…

26 Apr


I deal with insomnia – nothing seems to solve it so I watch TV quietly or read.  This morning it was TV – the Canadian show – Ancestors in the Attic – that comes up with interesting story lines, and condenses it into a half-hour.  Below is the episode I saw this morning – I am not great at recapping, and it will be choppy, but I think you will get the highlights.

This morning’s re-run was Icelandic Horsemen who came to Canada from Iceland in search of what happened to their ancestors who emigrated in the 1870’s.  They did the journey across part of Canada on horseback (beautiful horses, amazing horses – I think they brought them with them) starting in Quebec and ending in Manitoba, in a search to find out what happened to their ancestors, and see if they had any relatives living 130 years later.  They travelled the route their ancestors took when they left Iceland in the 1870’s, I missed the events in Iceland that caused the migration, something about harsh conditions that couldn’t sustain the population, but I believe they were a party of about 350 immigrants.

Anyway, the group went to the original camp their ancestors were sent to build the railroad in Ontario, and tragedy struck them there, they were offered land in Manitoba and tragedy struck on that trip – but eventually the survivors settled on the land somewhere around Gimli, Manitoba where the genealogists / researchers discovered relatives of one of the men (I think he was the initiator of the quest – main character) and they arrived on horseback during a summer Icelandic festival (great timing).  The found relative in Manitoba, had asked how her family would recognise their relative in the group and the researcher described him, but when they met it was so obvious looking at all the faces in the family – they were all versions of the same face.  The Canadian relative was looking at him, and around at her children, and relatives, and then back to him, and told him that her son looked just like him, shortly after the son arrived and they could have been father and son – the only difference was her son was a few inches taller, and of course, younger.  I shouldn’t have been amazed but I was – two different lines from the same family separated over 130 years ago – but the resemblances were striking, including the mannerisms.

Now, if that had been a story written online – no one would challenge the want to know what happened, even if they personally wouldn’t.  It would just be a good story, some might question going on such a long trip, or even why they cared after all – the line had split 130 years ago – but it would be doubtful that they would be warned that they might not like what they find.  Doubtful, they would be told they shouldn’t care about what their ancestors stories were, or what happened to them, or want to find living relatives – because they had a family now, and didn’t need more relatives in their lives.

Why are we any different?  How can we get those who don’t get it – that adoptees are just like they are – some want to know – others don’t?  I struggle to find words that will make the penny drop so they can understand we are just like them.


Posted by on April 26, 2013 in Adoption


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7 responses to “Just some random sleep deprived musings…

  1. Snarkurchin

    April 26, 2013 at 8:15 pm


    My fave film director has a unique take on Gimli….


    • TAO

      April 26, 2013 at 8:37 pm

      I think they were the horses described in wikipedia, but if they brought them over then they couldn’t take them back apparently (according to the wiki article) but they did have what they call a ambling gait – seemed similar to what I know as a trot but far smoother. They weren’t large horses – bigger than a shetland or welsh pony – but not as big as a quarter horse or other larger horses.

      It was a really good story and captured my interest…and the horses were amazing.


  2. Dannie

    April 26, 2013 at 9:03 pm

    Insomnia is no fun….never had problems with sleep…my main preggo symptom.


    • cb

      April 26, 2013 at 11:09 pm

      Congratulations, Dannie!


  3. eagoodlife

    April 26, 2013 at 11:04 pm

    Have always felt the knowing ancestry argument was a good one -why wouldn’t we be like everyone else? One day we’ll get rid of the idea that we were not blank slates!
    Insomnia due to pain is no fun.Read a book yesterday on Kindle which really seems to have a solution that works and is so simple.
    When I traced my family and was lucky enough to have photos back four generations the likenesses were striking, had we met we would have recognised each other. It was greatly comforting to look at faces that were so familiar.


  4. Valentine Logar

    April 28, 2013 at 12:06 pm

    We are of course all alike, the desire to understand our roots similar across all humanity. The difference in adoption is we are sometimes stymied by the other side of the equation. That side being those who would like to maintain their distance and privacy. As much as we, the adoptee community might think this is terrible there is always two sides, always humans with hearts and feelings. We don’t know their stories.



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