I’ve always wanted to know more about my heritage, Where my roots, stem from… (see what I did there?!)
I grew up in New York City. I was born in Brooklyn, NY but moved to the Bronx. My mother is from Brooklyn. I grew up with my father not in the picture, when I was a child, my father was caught up in drugs and the last thing I know is that He’s in Jail. I grew up with mostly knowing distant relatives. Such as my great grandmother from my grandfather side (My Mother’s father).
My Mother grew up in brooklyn, knowing her mother and father but at a young age of between 7-9 her mom died and was left with her father. By this time, she knew very little of her mom side. She knew of her grandmother and found out that she has a half sister (Very Long story). Her father at this point was an alcoholic and eventually died of cancer between the age of 15-16. My mom was being cared for my a babysitter, that would come by and take care of her, while her father was sick. So this babysitter became her guardian and I grew up knowing her as grandma. She died when I was 12.
Here’s a little bit of prediction of what I know. I know I have roots in Africa (probably Nigeria) but don’t know exactly where. I also, knew I may be mixed with Irish, due to my maiden being collins and the origin is from Ireland.
So, I share this story with you, to share, the background of why I have no idea what my heritage is and how this was such a God blessing for me. Having the opportunity to know my Heritage will answer so many questions for me and I fill in the gaps in my life. Below is a video of my results you can watch.
I was shocked to find out, Greek and Amazonian, that was a little shocking for me.