30 Days/30 Posts - Day 03 - My childhood dreams

There is one dream I remember from my childhood. 

I didn't have a lot of family growing up due to various reasons, one of them being my father was estranged from his family. This meant I only had one set of grandparents and only really one auntie that I ever saw.  I was always jealous of the fact that my friends had bigger, extended families and I had only a handful of relatives.

I knew somewhere out there I had more relatives, although my granddad on my paternal side had died when I was baby, but I knew my dads mother was out there somewhere as was his brother and sister.  I used to daydream that one day these people would turn up at our house and I'd finally get to meet these long-lost relatives. Of course, it never happened.  They never tried to find us and I never tried to find them, so I went through my childhood just dreaming of what they were like and what it would be like to meet them.

At the grand old age of 27 I finally did something about it.  All thanks to my interest in genealogy really, I tracked down my dads brother who was living locally and reunited him with my father. Even bigger than that, I made contact with my dads mother who hadn't seen me since I was 6 months old. We've never met as she lives a long way from here now but it was something at least and I'm glad that we've managed to get to know each other a little, even if it is only via email.  

I doubt they'll ever be the family and I had dreamed about as a child but in some way by knowing who they are and where they are, I've fulfilled a little childhood dream.

love & kisses

Mrs M x