Wednesday, September 25, 2013

we are family.

seeing these photos makes me believe that i'm actually not adopted.

i don't look like anyone in my immediate family. growing up people often asked my brunette curly-haired mother if the little girl with stick-straight white blonde hair was adopted. it created a bit of an issue for me that only grew worse when my brothers started teasing me that i was adopted and my real name was "elizabeth." there were a few distraught months that i actually believed them and tried everything i could to get my parents to admit that i was adopted.

i eventually overcame my six-year-old identity crisis after a few sit down conversations with my parents and my brothers receiving some scoldings. my parents had never lied to me before, so i figured i may as well trust them. and what are big brothers for anyways, if not to tease you?

a year later, when we made our first trip back to south africa since immigrating from there in 1993 and i reunited with family it erased all doubts of blood relation. i wasn't the only toe head and every face i saw had similar features to the one i saw every day in the mirror. to this day, whenever i get the chance to hang out with my family it makes me feel a sense of belonging. during this most recent trip to sydney, while at a big family dinner with members from 3 different continents we chatted and laughed like we saw each other everyday. there was literally not a moment of silence! it was so fun to compare character traits with my family that i really only have a handful of memories with and realize the many similarities we share :)


  1. beautiful words, beautiful family...nice story :) thanks for sharing

  2. Hello sweety! Since i was away from blogging couldn't reply you soon! Thanks for stopping by and I heartly appreciate it! This is such an amazing post pretty miss! Enjoyed reading it! Lovely family (: Let me know if we are following yet or not! Stop by me soon! xx

    With love ❤.

  3. Family visits are the best, exploring the place and one's past can be emotional but always in a good way. I love the pictures, you all look beautiful. xx

  4. What a gorgeous post! I too feel adopted most of the time. My dad's side is all indian/portugese and my mum's side is all english so when I get into a family portrait with either side I am usually the darkest or the lightest among the bunch. I like being unique though - I'm a little cocktail of everything :)

    Thanks for stopping by my blog. Your's is wonderful

  5. what a sweet story! such a special memory to have forever

  6. darling! i love this post and blog. xo

  7. How fun! This looks amazing! And why do all kids feel the need to tell their siblings they're adopted? Haha, funny.

  8. You have such a beautiful family. And I am the only blonde in my family too! My brother is a little I guess, but before he came along people really did think I was adopted. The three before me were olive skin tonned and dark haired with brown eyes, just like my parents. Then came me, the albino one!!! haha