My real name is Kimberly A. Barker nee Rose, although I will be using the name Kwayani Roseus. This is a protection of me in the first person as I go through the process of identification after the threat of my childhood maiden name was used against me. The fact that my military career was littered with accusations of all kinds of assumptions about the ability of women employed for national security, it was further challenged hearing how my mother passed away at the age of 82 years after numerous preventable surgeries. The solitary journey to attend her funeral in Summerside, where I grew up, taking the VIA rail to Moncton, was the inspiration for a poem as a tribute to her personally.
I joined the military after my sister allowed my father to excommunicate me from my family for her having a child out of wedlock. My father had been a school teacher and he blamed me for not letting him know about the situation. My ability to contribute to her financially though was a letter into the world of the underground economy....and drugs.
Learning to stand on your own though, despite the false accusations of others was something I could relate to in our era of Peacekeeping missions for the years employed and deployed as CAF memberships. What I did not expect was the continued assault of my ownership of Canadian lands when I found out about the person using my maiden name when we were posted to Toronto, ON. Systematically, our country should have been able to correct this tort when they had the opportunity to do so. They did not, thus this manuscript explores the real need for an ABD: The author herself.