Discovering My Roots: First Steps in Mapping My Family Tree
It all started with a spark of curiosity, a realization that, despite growing older, there was a significant gap in my understanding of who I am — a gap that could only be filled by connecting with my heritage.
This epiphany was not sudden but rather a slow dawning, culminating in a year that I fondly refer to as “discovering family tree and connections.”
Armed with a handful of documents and old photographs from my grandmother, I embarked on this journey.
The first step was to construct a family tree, a task that seemed daunting but was fueled by my curiosity.
I was able to trace my lineage up to the 6th generation on my mother’s side.
Hungry for more, I reached out to the archives with a request for more information based on the names, dates, and places of birth I had gathered. This waiting game just began.
So that why while waiting the documents from archive, I gave a try for some fun and ordered DNA tests — to find out more about my ethnicity and probably discovering relatives who could help to fulfill the gaps.
It took 2 months from the order to results.
