Describe where you come from.
For my birthday this past year, my dad got me a kit from Ancestry to test my DNA. It was such a great gift idea and so interesting to find out the results. As it turns out, I am 48% Western European, 20% Irish, 17% Eastern European, 7% Scandanavian, and then 8% of various trace regions. Cool right?!
I don't remember the exact breakdown between my mom and dad, but that's neither here nor there. Here's a look at where I come from.
Of course, without my wonderful parents, I wouldn't be writing to you today. They are both accomplished, intelligent, and caring individuals and I'm so grateful to have them in my life. My personality VERY closely resembles my mother's, but I have many attributes of my father's as well
My paternal grandparents have both moved on to a better life and, unfortunately, this occurred before I truly got a chance to know them. However, I do know that my grandpa once fed me squirrel's brains and I thank God to this day that I was too young to know any better and too young to remember the taste!
My beautiful grandmother is battling Alzheimer's disease, but I am so grateful for all the time I spent on her lap listening to stories or singing on the piano bench as her fingers ran across the ivory keys. She is a remarkable woman.
I'm not sure there is a soul in this world that is as kind as my grandpa's. I spent many weeks and weekends at my grandparent's house and I cannot remember him raising his voice more than a few times. This man is a saint.
Lastly, I've learned that the saying "when God closes a door, he opens a window" could not be more true. My parents' divorce brought me two wonderful step-parents and a few more brothers, a sister, and multiple other extended family members. This is my family.
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