This week’s theme is “Surprise.” The DNA surprise when your family tree takes a sharp turn.
We've all heard the stories, the slightly awkward jokes about getting a DNA test and discovering your parent is not your parent. Here's how I found out...
I'd always been curious about my ancestry. I grew up with such dark brown eyes that they were almost black. My parents had the bluest of blue eyes. When Ancestry.com started heavily advertising DNA kits for a reasonable price, I instantly bought one and got DNA tested.
To say that I DNA tested to find out who my parents were is truly only part of the story though. I was convinced that I was Italian. From an early age, I was always told that I had so much Italian "about me". With my Dad's name as Craig and my Mom's Maiden Name as Bonner.... I was not understanding where any Italian would come from. But that is a blog post for another time....
Note: I would never have done a DNA test if my dad were still alive. It's also important to state that "my dad" is the man who raised me from birth. "My father" is my biological father, as determined by a DNA test.
So, I had a guess who my biological father was. I actually had it narrowed down to three people with one being in the lead. Why? His picture!
Click on Read More to see the picture....
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