As I write this, my household is once again in quarantine because my son was exposed to COVID at daycare. When I got the news on Friday, a sense of dread came over me as I anticipated what the coming week would look like, working from home with a one year old and a three year old.
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My daughter was born a week and a half ago, which means I’m in the midst of that happy but sleep-deprived haze characteristic of the first few weeks or months caring for a new baby. I think she looks like her big brother, but so far, that’s about the only thing they have in common.
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You can read the earlier posts in this series here:
In my last post in this series, I wrote about meeting my immediate biological family, my siblings and mother. But family roots, of course, go far deeper than one or two generations. I wanted to have a more complete picture of the ancestors whose genes I’d inherited.
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As another Thanksgiving draws to a close, I thought I’d take a moment to reflect on some of the things for which I am thankful this year.
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As we head into the holiday season, I’ve been thinking about family traditions. Growing up, my family didn’t have a lot of traditions, but the ones we did have were meaningful. As an adult reflecting back on my youth, my memories are largely organized around those traditions, and they help me feel more connected to my family.
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