I’m sure many of you have heard of DNA tests to find family members. The most popular ones might be 23 and Me or through Ancestry.
Kramer and I both have family that has done the test and it has changed their lives. Forgive me for being a little vague as I write about this but these stories are theirs to tell and I haven’t gotten permission to tell them.
We had one relative that never knew her dad. She always longed to know more about him. She took a 23 and Me test and surprisingly she found first a relative and that led her to find her dad. It turns out her birth Dad never knew about her at all. Her Dad has become a big part of her life now and she’s discovered that even though she grew up as an only child, she has siblings.
We have another relative that was adopted at birth. After taking a test she found out that she was likely the child of one of a set of brothers. After contacting them she found her birth Dad. She has a wonderful relationship with them now and is so glad she found them.
Another relative we know bought a kit for her mom as a present for Christmas. Her mom knew she was adopted at birth. She knew what hospital she was born at but that’s about all she knew. She grew up as an only child losing her parents at a young age. She didn’t have a lot of cousins and lived a life without family. She always longed to know more. Who were her birth parents? Did she have more siblings?
After the results were in she found she has MANY siblings…I don’t remember, 10 maybe. She has gone on to have many great family celebration days with them. I learned on her birthday many of her newfound siblings called and wished her a happy birthday. What a difference for so long she thought she was alone.
In turn, the daughter has found a host of new cousins and she’s been having a great time getting to know them.
I know of a mom who gave her children away to be adopted and her children found her. That has ended happily too.
So far, every story I’ve heard has had a happy ending. I’m so happy for all of them.
That got me thinking…we have a mystery in our family. The mystery is from my mom’s side of the family and I’m not ready to share it yet as again, it’s not my story…but by taking the test, I might help someone else find the answer to the mystery and me, I want to know the answer and my time to find the answer is ticking. We’re not getting any younger and technology is making it possible so a pair of us decided to just do it.
I took a 23 and Me test last week. I bought one for me and… another for my family member. I bought them through Amazon. You can find a link HERE.
Forgive all the threads on my shirt.
Kalissa came over to my house and she registered the kit for me. It was really easy and it is totally non-invasive.
Kalissa told me I needed to take a picture and document taking the test. So in true Kalissa fashion, she snapped LOTS of pictures. I couldn’t decide which I like the best.
It’s funny as I’ve never really thought I looked like my mom until these pictures. It might be because my hair was in a bun and she always wore her’s in a bun.
Kelli and Kalissa were both here as I was providing my sample. See the tube in my hand. All you have to do is spit in the tube. When I say to spit, I mean spit a lot. I am not a spitter and spit makes me gag so the girls had a good laugh while I gagged my way through the test.
I wish my mom were living. She wanted the answer to test her whole life. This one is for you Mom!!
This will be my face when I finally know the answer!!
Whatever the results make no difference to me. My family is my family. Bood family or not blood family truly is irrelevant to me. I do just want to know. We all do. It’s time.
Once the questions are answered and everyone feels comfortable with the results, I might have a story to tell. I might not. I want everyone to feel comfortable with the telling.
In the meantime…I’m waiting for the results. I hope it doesn’t take too long. Has anyone does this? How long does it take?