Not long ago I was told that a flower I grew and loved, was also a flower grown and loved by my grandmother.
A grandmother I never met.
I know that’s a itty-bitty piece of knowledge in the grand scheme of things, but when you don’t know anything about who she was, what she was like, what she did, her hobbies, that little link makes a world of difference.
It truly does.
I know that tidbit matters more to me than it should, but that tiniest thread of connection days later to my maternal grandmother – still makes me smile.
Knowledge is priceless; and even the tiniest sliver of knowledge can create connections.
Adoptee’s – are you like me in this area?