Meeting our Grandparents
My sister Anne has decided to have her DNA tested through Ancestry. Because she and I only share our mother, her results will only be useful to her family tree research.
So, will I ‘bite the bullet’ (swab my saliva) myself? I’m not sure. It’s a little like rolling the gun barrel in Russian roulette: one could shoot one’s self in the familial foot.
Why am I hesitating? I believe the history of my arrival on this earth, as told to me by my mother, and I have met my father, who didn’t deny paternity. So, what am I afraid of?
Maybe I Have Other Children
It’s a distinct possibility. And putting my DNA in Ancestry’s database may bring skeletons out of the closet.
However, my own research into our family tree has uncovered a cousin from Mom’s branch of the family. I’m sure my telephone call must have been unsettling to him.
But I’m not wealthy, so there is no worthwhile inheritance to protect for my children.
The reason for this post came up in my dream last night. I was supposed to write out the percentages of cultural origins of my ancestors. In other words, provide the results of a DNA test through Ancestry. I guess that’s my prompt from Spirit.
I can only hope that I shall overcome my reluctance to reveal ALL my secrets.