I posted a blog entry recently, and deleted it. I realized that I can keep an ongoing blog, if I just add to it in comments. That might be better than separate entries every time I wish to make a new entry that relates to the overall topic.
Anyways, last week, I learned that my grandfather who was adopted in Italy by Italians (I knew that already) had middle eastern bio parents, Iranian and Syrian. My dad decided to tell me this news, letting me know that he never found out until after he married my mom. I happen to think that on some level, this probably meant that my grandfather was embarrassed by his heritage. My dad must be following in his father's footsteps, because he said that he doesn't want me 'sharing this with everyone,' that he'd like to keep it in our family, and with close friends. My dad feels that he was raised in an Italian culture, and that this is nothing more than a bloodline, since his dad never knew his bio parents. Never met them. I get it, I really do, but for me, I find this news to be a gift. I love learning about new cultures, and I'm choosing to embrace this side of my background.
My grandfather died about five years ago in his 70's and it's sad that he felt the need to keep this from me. And to keep it from my dad for years. I don't know why people keep family secrets, but just happy that I know, now.
Anyways, last week, I learned that my grandfather who was adopted in Italy by Italians (I knew that already) had middle eastern bio parents, Iranian and Syrian. My dad decided to tell me this news, letting me know that he never found out until after he married my mom. I happen to think that on some level, this probably meant that my grandfather was embarrassed by his heritage. My dad must be following in his father's footsteps, because he said that he doesn't want me 'sharing this with everyone,' that he'd like to keep it in our family, and with close friends. My dad feels that he was raised in an Italian culture, and that this is nothing more than a bloodline, since his dad never knew his bio parents. Never met them. I get it, I really do, but for me, I find this news to be a gift. I love learning about new cultures, and I'm choosing to embrace this side of my background.
My grandfather died about five years ago in his 70's and it's sad that he felt the need to keep this from me. And to keep it from my dad for years. I don't know why people keep family secrets, but just happy that I know, now.