"Sometimes your beauty is not quite apparent until you look closer deep within your soul you see signs of races from last years pass."
Dear Dearest,
Recently I have been wondering about my true race more specifically about my father's side. All my life a part of me longed for a father. I see little girls with their daddy and I wondered how mines mate be. Would I have been the ultimate daddys girl? I imagine his warm hugs and affectionate kisses it would of been like haven for my warm heart. My own mother have never given me the warm affection that I crave, we just never were close. I think that somehow that all the lack of affection from my own mother has somehow affected how I see my true beauty. Sometimes you can be so blind and fail to see the beauty within.
Sometimes your beauty is not quite apparent until you look closer deep within your soul you see signs of races from last years pass. I'm black but not actually black if that makes any sense at all? Yes when you look at me primarily you see an African American. Nonetheless as I stare at myself I see races of last years pass. I see my facial features are not as black as I originally thought. My nose and lips are their own unique ship and I love it. Furthermore the reason that I really became suspecting that my race may not be exactly as it seems was because of my grandmothers reactions or rather her inactions I begin wonder what family secrets lie beneath? So I'm making plans to take the DNA test 23andme and see what I can found out. Let me record my guesses on here 75% black and 25% white. I will do an update as soon as I get a chance stay tune for the frantastic! On that note have a wonderful day Lovelies.
Bye,
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