Spooky feelings of connectedness to my ancestors
I’m deep into a research project trying to piece together the circumstances of my father’s birth family. My dad was abandoned by his parents as a baby, so these are people neither he nor I ever met.
As I dig through records and learn more, I have been experiencing this sensation a bit like de ja vous. It’s as if I am rediscovering things I once knew, but had forgotten long ago…except that I am definitely learning things I never knew before.
Anyone else experience something like this?
One other little spooky detail I’ll add - my first name is a variant of my great grandfather’s middle name (and my first name is not common). Someone looking at my family tree might assume I was named for him, but I definitely was not.
Anyway, weird stuff.