After I picked up my laptop and typed my name in….. I found myself still sitting there the following morning, the night had just disappeared in a flash.
But the addiction had already set in.
I wasn’t brought up with my biological paternal family and didn’t know much about them other than my biological fathers name, I was offered information but it was my choice not to know.
From the age of 2 years old I had the most amazing Dad, he might not have been blood but he was my Dad, my hero and I thought it was disrespectful to him to acknowledge anyone as my Dad, as that was his place.
So my family tree started with my biological maternal line and my Dads line, might not have been my blood line but he was my family. It was only years later and my introduction to DNA that I realised that I also had to consider my biological paternal line as this made me who I am.