An adopted child, I trusted God to look after me. Then my son asked me to find my “real” parents. Was I willing to open that door?

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It’s been 30 years since my dad’s death. As his only child, I got to watch first-hand. Because I’m a writer, I wrote about it.

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After a year of side effects from cancer, my next three years included changes at home, Covid, Zoledonic acid, a heart problem, and other issues.

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In the fall of 2018, breast cancer took over my life. Since then, I’ve been very quiet, and I thought it was time for an update.

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I had read many lists of possible side effects, so I was prepared mentally. But nothing totally prepares you for the actual side effects. Especially hair loss.

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I’d had one injection of zoledronic acid and was due for another. But while I was at the hospital to see my oncologist before having the injection, my heart took centre stage and I was off to Emergency.

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My grandfathers died before I was born, Granny Shaw was quite elderly, and I rarely saw Granny MacDonald, but I had Aunt Margaret and Uncle Albert.

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Even though Jennie Shaw, my dad’s mother, was 80 when I was six, she still managed to be a powerful influence on my life.

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Because my grandmother turned 80, I got to know dad’s family better, and learned I had a cousin my age.

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When I was 6 1/2, my life started to change: a new church group, a new cousin, starting school, and a book that helped make me who I am.

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When I think back to who I was at six, I have to say that I was probably very much like I am today.

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I’ve heard that a child’s personality is formed by age 6, so I find it surprising that I have only a few memories & a handful of pictures from my 5th year.

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My mother left our visitors in the kitchen, took me up to her bedroom, got a new picture book from the bottom drawer of her dresser, and sat down to read it. Needless to say, I was very puzzled.

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Apart from moving to a brand new town, the most memorable event for me in the summer of 1952 was my being a flowergirl at my Aunt Brucie’s wedding.

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In my short life, we’d already moved from Indian Head, Saskatchewan, to Wolseley. Now, we moved to Crystal City, Manitoba.

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As always, the new year began with my birthday. But it also began with my parents wondering if they should make another change in our circumstances.

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