Kathryn Fazekas, 25
Found her biological brother
W
hen I was growing up, my
mom and my older brother
fought a lot. During one par-
ticularly vicious argument, when I was
10, my mom blurted out the fact that
she’d given up a baby for adoption
when she was 16 and living in Halifax.
We had a brother. When my brother
told me, I was angry with my mom for
keeping such a huge secret, but I didn’t
know how to talk to her about it. We
didn’t talk much in my family.
In 2017, my dad bought me a DNA
kit for Christmas. He wanted me to
learn about my roots. By that point, my
mom and I had been estranged for
several years. I did the test in Decem-
ber, and it took three months to pro-
cess. I didn’t expect to find much.
In March 2018, a few matches popped
up on the site, but they were such dis-
tant cousins that I ignored them.
When another match pinged in Sep-
tember, I ignored that one, too. Then I
received a message on Instagram from
a woman in Halifax. She told me her
boyfriend, Tim, was adopted, and he
was looking for his biological rela-
tives. She said that he matched with
me on Ancestry and asked whether I’d
be open to talking.
When I looked at the match on the
company’s site, I saw Tim had uploaded
a profile picture: we had the same grin,
with one eyebrow slightly raised. The
resemblance was uncanny. I cried
happy tears. That night I was so excited
I couldn’t sleep.
The next morning, we exchanged cell
numbers and started texting. “I’m pretty
sure you’re my brother,” I wrote. “I know
I’m your brother,” he said. I loved him
instantly and wanted to know every-
thing about him and his life.
Tim started texting me every day.
“Hey sis!” he’d write. We’d talk about
his job in construction, the family who
adopted him, and our mom—he knew
nothing about her, since it was a closed
adoption. I learned that he’d grown up
in a good family: his adoptive father
was a firefighter and his mom was a
bank manager.
In February of this year, Tim visited
Toronto to meet us in person for din-
ner. As soon as I saw him, I felt like I’d
known him forever. I couldn’t stop
staring at his face. We’ve grown close,
and I hope we stay that way for the rest
of our lives.
FRO© 2019, CHM “FAMRISTINILY TIES,” A GTOONROZALES ANNTO LIFE,D JAKE SCO (JULY 2, 2019), TT.
TORONTOLIFE.COM
MY DAD BOUGHT
ME A DNA KIT FOR
CHRISTMAS. HE
WANTED ME TO LEARN
ABOUT MY ROOTS.
reader’s digest
66 october 2019