Book Title

Whore Genes: A memoir

I think I have it.   A book theme.

See,  a Gedmatch cousin emailed me.  She matches bioDad at 47 cms.  She’s got a story… her mom was born to an English teenager, WWII American GI and poof – that’s her mom.

She’s around my age.  Wants to know who grandpa is…

So I’ve spent a few hours here and there over the last few days – and now I have a few ideas of this Smallwood family and Ring – IDK how this matches dad mind you…Maybe the Adoptee matches will write me back, let me see there DNA results.

Anyway, I’m struck, again.  Does this whole “spreading the seed around” go with biological imperative? Or just slutty?  I mean, c’mon. I can point out some unknown parentage, adoptee stories down almost every.single.line of my kids.  I’m just the tip of the iceberg.

I certainly have behaved opposite of repressed much of my life.  I’ve had spurts of repression, and now that I’m ancient and the oven has been removed…

But what drove all these before me to make such a mess of defining an actual truthful DNA tree?!  Seriously.

Am I a cluster?  Is it in the blood?  Or am I just more aware because of my personal experience these last couple of years, and I attract it?

Hmmmm

Whore Genes.