Ancestry’s DNA test is inexpensive and relatively easy to do. Other than the agony of waiting, the hardest part is having to put so much spit into a pinky-sized vial without getting nauseous.
While I have had my results for a while, I don’t think I’ve really let the results sink in. I’m not even sure what lead me to revisit my Ancestry DNA page today but I’m glad I did.
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CJ just asked how it is possible for us to have so many people in us. I’d be interested to know too. What is our story? How’d we wind up a little Fin/Russian and a lot Scandinavian when we grew up with ‘just’ Spain, Ireland, England, France, and maybe a little Scotland in our family stories?
The African ancestor I knew about. I have wanted to know the story behind the ‘mulata’ listed in the census records for a while now. To be honest, my inner woman warrior has always been fierce, gorgeous, kinky haired, and cocoa skinned so the census was an ‘aha! that’s where it comes from’ moment.
But … 35% Scandinavia? 9% Russia? 16% Native American?
I’ve always known I am a mix of several cultures and tried to be open-minded; not judge people by their race or color. It’s interesting to find out that I am more of mix than I thought.
Have you taken a DNA test? Were the results what you thought they’d be? Did you try to figure out the story behind your DNA?