Posted by pplotkin on December 5, 2018 in Holidays, In The Community

This holiday season, we are honored to share the reunions of 12 Ancestry customers who found long lost family members. We are inspired by the connections, love, and hope from these stories, and we hope you will be too! Check back as we add each story throughout the month.


“Thanks to AncestryDNA, my FULL blood biological sister found me after 56 years. We both share the same biological mother AND father! My sister (Helen Zolna Abrams) and I are 18 months apart. This story impacted my life like no other. You see, I am a bereaved mother that lost my only child on May 24, 2006, at the age of 21, I had been in a very dark place. On May 27, 2017, I got THE call from Helen asking me if I had been on and asked me if I had my DNA tested with Ancestry. With my “yes,” she then informed me that she also had her DNA tested with Ancestry and results came back that she was my FULL BIOLOGICAL SISTER! Alas, the bright light at the end of my darkness. Our DNA is so strong that we could have been fraternal twins. We were both adopted at birth in Montreal Canada. Helen was born March 3, 1959 and given up for adoption at 3 days old. I was born September 18, 1960 and given up for adoption at 1 day old. We both have many photographs that show ridiculous likeness. Even a picture with Santa. At the same place with the SAME Santa! In 1968 my parents moved to Florida where I still live. On August 15, 2017, my husband and I flew to Montreal where I was met by my sister, her family and a full news crew to document this amazing miracle. We spent eight glorious days together hugging, kissing and getting to know each other. We are so much alike in so many ways. Almost clones!  Our story went nationwide throughout Canada. It’s as wonderful as it is surreal. Thanks to FaceTime, we have been inseparable ever since. We spend hours daily talking with each other. Thank God for You may not realize it but you literally saved my life!”

~ Adonna J.


“I am a 26-year-old wife and mom to a precious four-year-old. I grew up never knowing my biological father, and always wanted to find him. Just recently, I shared a Facebook post with the little information I had about him. At the same time, I ordered an AncestryDNA kit. Through Facebook, I ended up finding my father (or so I thought), before the kit results came back. I started to build a relationship with this man and his family..and then the results came in. I got linked to a close family member and tons of first-fourth cousins. I spoke to both my mother and father trying to figure out who was who, and neither had any idea, even on the close family member matches. So, I found some of the people from Ancestry on Facebook, and messaged them. Well, as it turned out, and unbeknownst to my mother, the original guy I had just found on Facebook, whom I believed was my biological father for 26 years, was not. My mother had a very short relationship with a man just before she met the guy I thought was my father, and never imagined he was the one who was my dad. If it were not for the DNA test results, I would never have known my biological father. Thankfully, all ended well on both sides, and I am going to meet my dad in two weeks (October 12th to be precise). He does not have any other children and is absolutely thrilled to be both a dad and a grandpa. I will also be meeting my paternal grandfather and cousins for the first time. I am over the moon. Thank you so much Ancestry!”

~ Dominique D.


“Before Ancestry, I believed I only had siblings on my mother’s side of the family…until I received a friend request from a stranger that looked familiar on Facebook. My aunts has called me over for an emergency meeting (kept it a secret) and when I got home, they asked me if the woman in the picture looked familiar. I said yes, but I couldn’t figure out why.

Well, why she looked familiar is because she was my sister…my sister that I went 26 years without knowing about. She had used Ancestry to track down our father, who she grew up not knowing. Our father passed when I was young so she unfortunately will not get to meet him.

However, because of Ancestry, our family has grown. We have met Lisa and her family and it is great to see relationships bond and form.”

~Marissa B.


“While visiting with family, my father Charlie found out on accident at the age of 45 that his dad was not his biological father.  An aunt who he is very close to made a comment to him that changed his world forever. She commented about him being Jewish, not Puerto Rican like he always thought. She started crying right away and apologized. She gave him all the details she could, but had very few to share. Once he flew home, he asked his mom about it. She confirmed it was true but would not answer any detailed questions. With the little information that he had obtained, we started searching online. He was told that his dad’s name might be Beckerman or Beckman. He was told that he might be Jewish. We knew that my dad was born in Bronx, NY. He knew he had been adopted by his dad when he was around 1 or 2 years of age. He tried to write the state of New York and find his original birth certificate, but had no luck. He even had a friend with connection to the governor’s office see if she could find his original birth certificate, with no luck! Our searches died down as we had nothing more to search. My grandma was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s and deteriorated quickly.  

A few years ago I decided to buy my dad an Ancestry kit for Christmas. We mainly wanted to figure out what he really was and had little hope of actually connecting with someone. He received his DNA profile back and was in fact half Jewish! He had tons of DNA matches but most were 4th cousins or beyond. He wrote his matches that popped up and asked if they might know anything, but without a name, he didn’t find out anything. This went on for a year or two. I know he was thrilled to see his DNA profile, but he longed to figure out who he came from. One day, I got a call from my dad and his voice was ecstatic. He opened up his Ancestry account to find a new match, the closest one yet. It said this person was either his first cousin or aunt! He could not believe he finally found someone. He messaged her right away and she responded! Turns out that she was adopted as an infant too and had just reconnected with her biological family. She took down my dad’s mother’s information and said she would ask her siblings if they had ever heard of her. My dad basically couldn’t sleep for a day or two waiting to hear back from this woman. She finally called back and said she thinks she is my dad’s aunt! Her name is Barbara and she said my dad would be getting a phone call soon. A few moments later a man named Howard Beckerman called and said he was my dad’s biological father!

Howard and my dad talked for an hour or two that day. My dad learned that his mom and bio dad were in love but not allowed to marry.  His mom was Irish Catholic and Howard was Jewish. Their parents forbid them to marry. Howard knew my grandma was pregnant and said he even saw my dad as a baby one day from across the street, but felt helpless to do anything.  They never saw each other again after my dad was born. Both went on to marry and have other kids. My grandma had four more kids and was married to my grandpa until she died. Howard has two kids and has been married to his wife for 50 something years. Howard and my dad talked on the phone constantly and also started FaceTiming! This last April, they both flew to Arizona with their wives to meet for the first time. My dad enjoyed every minute. Although my dad is much taller than Howard, they look a lot alike. My mom said they were so similar in personality and in mannerisms. They talk on the phone every Sunday for probably an hour! My dad also talks to his new biological sister on a weekly basis. He is hoping to meet his sister and brother soon. It is coming up on a year now of when we met and it has just been such a huge blessing. My dad is 62 and Howard is 84 and I just feel so blessed that exists.  They would never have found each other otherwise. Now they have had the chance to get to know each other and have a relationship. Thank you for that!”

~ Lesli N., Charlie’s daughter


I was given up for adoption at birth. My adoptive parents were very open with me about the fact that I was adopted, and shared that with me when I was very young. I knew my birth mother was 16 or 17 when I was born and was planning on going to nursing school. Later, I found out her last name was Clay. I knew I was born in Omaha, Nebraska and that I was adopted through an adoption agency in Council Bluffs, Iowa. I had searched on the internet 20 years ago and even had a lady help me, but the records were I gave up. I always thought that it might hurt my parents feelings if I sought out my birth family. In the last four years I’ve lost both of my parents, so I decided to try again. I put messages on Facebook groups, but never received any answers. Finally, my cousin messaged me and told me about Ancestry. She had used it to find her birth father and told me how amazing it was. I ordered my kit that day. Waiting for my results seemed like years! I had fantasized for years about my birth mother and what she looked like. I always wondered if she looked like me.

Then, the day came! I checked my email, and there it was. I opened it excitedly. I skipped over everything and went straight to DNA matches, and when I saw all of the matches I had, I immediately started to cry. I had family, there were people out there who were related to me. It was so overwhelming. And three names down was the name Rebecca Clay. Clay. That’s my birth mother’s last name. It said this lady is my cousin so I sent her a message. I told her who I was, when I was born and where, and that my birth mother’s last name was Clay. I begged her to help me if she knew anything. Within 30 minutes I received a message back! She knew exactly who my mother was! She was her first cousin. Her name was Nancy and she remembered her being pregnant. I have two uncles….and two sisters!!! She gave me their names, and said she’d try and get their information and would get back to me. It was that fast.

The next morning…Mother’s Day…my husband called my Uncle and spoke to him for me. I couldn’t do it because I couldn’t stop crying. He confirmed everything Becky had told me. He said my sister Teresa would call me in a little bit…my phone rang 30 minutes later and I spoke to my sister for the first time. We both cried. I had a younger sister Kris, and an older brother Mike. They’d been looking for me too. We talked for over an hour. Then we had a 3-way call with Kris, and talked for another hour and a half. We asked questions, we cried, we laughed. We made arrangements to meet one week later. Unfortunately, our mother passed away in 1987, so I can’t ever meet her, but I have a huge family that has welcomed me with open arms! I feel as though I’ve known them forever. My sisters and Mike’s wife, Tina, text every single morning. Finding them has fulfilled a lifelong dream!  Thank you, Ancestry!! It wouldn’t have been possible without you!!

~ Lori P.


“My name is Nichole and I am 36 years old. I am married to my wonderful husband, Andy and we have two amazing children, Anderson and Annabelle. I was in search of my father whom my mother had kept from me. She told me nothing about him and later took her own life, as well as all the secrets with her. When I finally got the courage (a little over a year ago), I took a DNA test through AncestryDNA.

When I received the results, my closest matches were 2nd-4th cousins. So, I started sending messages to anyone I didn’t recognize as being on my mother’s side of the family. I made a connection with a cousin who sends out newsletters to the family. She asked if she could publish my mom’s information to see if anyone knew her. The newsletter was sent out and time went on. It was Christmas time and I had kind of lost hope that anything would come of it.

On December 23rd, 2017, I received an email with the first line which read, ‘Dear Nichole, As you have likely figured out by now, according to our test results, I am your father!!! What a wonderful time we live in that family members can be reunited by tests such as this! I just received my test results this morning, and almost waited until after the holidays to contact you, but I just couldn’t wait!’

I was in complete shock!  We are now connected and have welcomed each others families into our lives. Our family tree has grown in a new and beautiful way!  I am forever indebted to Ancestry DNA for connecting my father and me. I could not be happier to not only now know my father, but also my grandparents, half brother, uncles, and cousins. ❤️

We met each other in person in January, 2018 and we were able to be with one another to celebrate my 36th birthday. Life changing.”

~ Nichole T.


“I grew up the son of a Puerto Rican father and a Mexican mother. I was proud of my Hispanic heritage and wanted to share the family history with my kids. After running into a brick wall researching my maternal grandfather, I thought a DNA test may help.  Waiting for my results seemed to take forever and I was excited to see where my roots are from.

When the results came back, I was confused, not a single match with anyone who had ties to Puerto Rico. I wanted to figure out how an error had occurred but after reaching out to some cousins who had taken a test earlier, we found no DNA in common. So, I started a search for why I had all these matches from Kentucky and why my DNA came back 45% Irish.

With the help of a Facebook group, I was able to start piecing together what the DNA said my family tree actually looked like. I was sure I had the right grandparents but with several kids, how to narrow it down? Two of the kids had lived in California, so I started there. I reached out to one person and shared the news and was met with lots of skepticism about my claims. I would be skeptical too to be fair. This cousin talked with her cousins, and after sharing my search, one decided to open an Ancestry account and take a test herself. Bingo, we had a match! I had just matched with a half sister.

About this time, my half sister confessed that she knew I was adopted. Dad had wanted me to grow up without the stigma of adoption or knowing that I was the result of an affair my mom had. The story she shared confirmed what I was learning about my biological family.

Once we had the DNA confirmation, the new family welcomed me with open arms. I went from being the youngest of three (a full brother and a half sister) to the eldest of six! I got to go to Illinois to meet the family during a family reunion. About 40 people turned out who are all related to me! And these were just the ones that could make it, there were literally hundreds more as my grandpa had nine siblings and some of them were pretty prolific. 18 new nephews and nieces too.  

So, at the ripe age of 59, I find out that I was adopted, not fully Hispanic, but half Irish, a whole new set of siblings and extended family, and a rich family history that includes many of the founding fathers of our own country.  Oh yeah, about my maternal grandfather? Still a brick wall but at least now maybe I can get back to it! Thanks so much for allowing me to share. Knowing where I came from and who I am would not have been possible without Ancestry!”

~ Jay F.


“Miracles do happen! I can attest to that after finding my biological father thanks to that resulted in a DNA match with my second cousin Diana Barnes. I was born October, 1967 in the Philippines during the Vietnam War and grew up with the hopes of finding my dad. I knew he was out there somewhere, but never imagined it could become a reality considering I didn’t even know his name.

I submitted my DNA in 2014 primarily to determine if I was Hispanic, but on Sept 30th2017, I checked my profile to learn that I had three new significant matches! I emailed all three individuals and was surprised to hear back from Diana with the willingness to help with my lifelong quest. Diana worked diligently and had me in touch with my biological father, Gary Dean Barnes within five days!

We spoke for the first time on Oct 4th,  2017, the day before my 50th birthday.  I ordered the DNA kit for Gary and on 11/5 the results confirmed that he and I matched as Father and Daughter!

This last year has been amazing; we are truly blessed to have found one another! We have been spending a lot of time together to make up for all the years of being apart. We love sharing our story as an inspiration to others that miracles can happen- don’t give up on your dreams!”

~ Olivia R.


“My story began when I was born October of 1967.  My mother, Cookie, my older brother, Jimmy, and my birth certificate father, known as Michael, all resided in the Baton Rouge area. For unknown reasons my parents split up, and Michael would later join the US Army, subsequently moving away. Approximately two years later, my mother met and married Jimmy Jackson, who adopted both my brother and me. I could not ask for a better childhood. Jimmy provided stability and a since of direction, and raised my brother and me to be responsible, respectful and honest.  We always had hot food to eat and a warm bed to sleep in. We grew up in a Christian environment. Several years later, my brother joined the armed forces and eventually moved to the state of North Dakota for his first assignment. This same year my mother and adopted dad divorced. Reaching the age of 21, I took a job at the East Baton Rouge Sheriff’s Office, where I still hold a position today as a supervisor in the detective office.

Sometime in 2017, being curious of my origin and wanting to know more, I decided to try Ancestry. A few weeks later, I received my results, which also included people you are related too by DNA matches. Intrigued with this idea, I started investigating the DNA matches by placing them into four categories, the names of my grandparents and my bio grandparents. According to the DNA matches, a young female named Alley showed up as a first cousin. Being so closely related to this individual, and placing her on my bio father’s side of the family, I decided to send her a message to ask her if she was a Butler or Babin. She replied neither, and was not familiar with the names. Not sure of what to do, I reached out to my brother, Jimmy, and after six months of harassment, he finally agreed to do the Ancestry kit. One month later, I would learn that Jimmy and I are half-brothers.

I began investigating the mystery and contacted the next DNA match on my list, named Andy, in hopes of finding the connection between the three of us. Andy recognized the name Ally. It was soon revealed the only connection is through his uncle Donald Owens. Andy saw a photo of me, and said I resembled his uncle a great deal. I also learned he was a retired Baton Rouge Police Officer. Andy would later send photos of a younger Donald and wow, there was no doubt whatsoever. I was a clone to this guy.

After learning this, I contacted my mom, to see if she could provide any further details or facts about what I discovered, in which she could not.  My dad Jimmy, who has always given me sound advice, encouraged me to seek out Donald and show him what a good man I had become. I decided to contact Donald in October, 2017. I arrived at his house, (20 minutes away), and as I started walking towards the house, Donald, who is now 80, met me halfway with open arms and a hug. He said he could not deny being my father, we look too much alike. Later we did a paternity test and confirmed that he is my bio father. I have to admit, I’ve always suspected of having a different father than my brother because we’re very different people, although we do have some similarities. Donald and I have continued a friendship the past year, I have learned a great deal about his family and medical history, and I still remain very close to my adopted dad.”

~ Ken J.


“I was always told that someone else was my biological father. He was on my birth certificate until my stepfather adopted me when I was 5. Very shortly before my Mother died however, she confessed to me that my biological father was a different man that she had an affair with. He was married with children, and they did not stay together. She told me his name and I packed it away in my heart for over 20 years… not really sure what to do with this new information.

In June of this year I decided to submit my DNA sample after watching TLC’s Long Lost Family and realizing there was a huge hole in my heart! I longed to find my father! I never dreamed that when I received my results that I would match with a first cousin with the same last name as the one my Mother had alluded to all those years ago. I emailed my closest match and one other one that morning. By that afternoon, I had found my father! He was still very much alive at 91 years old. Within that week, I was video chatting with my Father! About three weeks later, I flew to visit him and some of my new found family. He lives about an hour from where I grew up in St. Louis, Missouri. We talk to each other at least once a week and we really didn’t realize how much we needed each other! Thank you from the bottom of my heart.”

~ Deborah P.

“Around December of 2017, I got word from relatives that there were two females that matched with them as “close family.” They showed me their results and I noticed some other names on their matches, but these two names I did not know. During the summer of 2018, I decided to do the DNA testing because I started having suspicions that these two women might be my sisters. I had been in contact through texts and Facebook messenger with them and they knew I was going to take the test. About 28 days later, and it was a long 28 days, we got our results, and we indeed are siblings, yet none of us had ever met or known the other two. We found that we shared the same biological father, the one I grew up with, but Amy and Holly never knew.

I am 47 years old, Amy is 45 and Holly is 40. Amazingly, after talking to each other, we found that Amy and I shared a lot of the same friends and she was even originally from the city I live in. Holly, although 7 years younger than me, was from the same area as my wife, and they knew a lot of the same people as well. It amazed all of us how small this world really is.

On September 22, 2018 we finally got to meet! I don’t get nervous easily or often, but I found myself very anxious waiting on Holly to arrive. After we greeted each other and did our introductions with the people that were there, the three of us sat by ourselves at a table and I showed them pictures of their father/grandparents they never knew. We told told each other more about ourselves and got to know each other better. We get along amazingly well and I believe we have all found something very special. Holly and I only live a few hours from each other and Amy is only about 10 hours away, so we will have many more opportunities to visit one another. Although we perhaps missed out on things, we are all very blessed to have found each other now and I cannot wait to keep learning more about my new found sisters.   

Thank you Ancestry for letting us find each other and bringing us together.”

~ Mike M.

“I found my father on I wasn’t even looking for him! I thought another man was my father my whole life – 36 years. My birth father did his DNA kit about a year before me so once my DNA was in, it matched us and we were both completely shocked. We know a lot of the same people. He messaged me on 07/03/18, and the next day we spoke on the phone. My Dad wanted to know me and I him. We met on 7/15/18. It was extremely emotional. He had balloons, a cake, and “it’s a girl” decorations! I have a stepmom, two more sisters, another brother, three nieces and two nephews. My husband and I felt so comfortable with them, it was so surreal and has been amazing getting to know them all. I grew up with male figures in my life, and never felt like I was missing anything or anyone, but finding out this kind and amazing man is my father is everything I never knew I wanted. It’s a whole new life almost. I want to renew my vows so he can walk me down the aisle and dance with me for the father daughter dance. Things like that. I hope everyone enjoys my story because it’s my favorite one to tell!”

~ Patricia F.


  1. Linda Turcotte

    Im so happy for you both! Life is full of surprises…lol looking for a brother and sister from childhood.god bless you both you look ☺

      • Harry Marnell

        What a warm and wonderful story, Patricia! I can feel your joy and excitement right through my computer screen. After tracing my ancestry for over 40 years I don’t anticipate finding any news as surprising as yours… but I have learned to always be ready for the unexpected.

        Thank you so much for sharing your lovely story!

  2. Jessie Fuger

    I guess I’m lucky, my family’s written genealogy goes back to 1818 and it has been kept UTD by people who care about where they came from but I don’t think that will continue. I have been trying for almost 20 years to find someone who would promise to keep it up to date after I’m gone and the younger generation, at least in my family, could care less and I think that is so sad. Maybe some day after I’m dust, somebody will find it and wonder…

    • Heather

      That could really change, Jessie. I didn’t start on my tree and DNA until I was in my 40s, and none of my parents, aunts, uncles, or cousins had any interest in working on the tree. It was hearing a couple stories of interesting ancestors from my Grandma’s limited work on the family tree that piqued my interest. I heard that we had an explorer of some sort, but didn’t know the name, and that’s what got me going. Found out it was Louis Jolliet who explored the Mississippi with Jacques Marquette. I finally ended up getting, from my Aunt, the paper tree my Grandma had worked on which confirmed my Ancestry tree finding. But in the process of figuring that out, I got hooked as I found all sorts of other interesting and inspiring people. If not the next generation for you, it may be the generation after that who decides they want to know their roots. Keep the tree info you have handy for future gens, and if there are any interesting characters in your past, start sharing those stories verbally, and someone down the line will want to know more!

  3. Tina Fox

    I am new to this and has sent my DNA off to be tested.
    I was told I had a brother and sister in flordia.if they have done this test and our DNA matches how will I know where to look?

    • Lin

      If you find them, there are online search sites( many not free) such as truthfinder. I’m using that to find people for a high school reunion. There are others as well z . If you join one, call them for help getting started and for suggestions.

    • Lydia Copeland-McNeal

      Tina, start by in boxing your 1st, 2nd and 3rd cousins on your DNA matches. They will be able to connect you to other relatives. If you get a 1st cousin, that means their mother or father, is your mother or father sister or brother. I hope this is helpful to you.
      Lydia C-M.

    • Shelby

      If you have Facebook, give that a try. I found out in June that my Dad had another biological sister that he didn’t know about (we don’t think their father did either) and before we confirmed the relationship, I found her on Facebook and the instant he saw her face, he knew she was his sister. Worth a try.

  4. Jenny Little

    I discovered 2 half siblings but sadly both had passed 2 yrs earlier. Sent the information I had researched on our mutual father dating back to India from 1800 so they would have the background they were missing. They were pleased with same however we are only in limited contact. Am with Jessie Fuger above ….. the younger generation do not seem to care a hoot about keeping up the family history although mine will probably keep a copy of my findings if I present it in a simple way. Good chance that my work could be lost though as my lot are constantly on the move – often leaving ‘stuff’ behind! As it is I have just been delivered of all their personal memoriabilia to ‘keep safe’ …. Just when I’d thought I’d handed it over to them to take care of! ……. What to do? The thought of all that work being for nothing is very disappointing & saddens me greatly.

    • Kelly Naramore

      I too thought after 39 years I had wasted my time….until one day…I noticed a little blue eyed girl sitting mesmerized by a story my grandmother (and her great) shared with me when I was her age. I knew… I am trying to get my work in an order someone can understand besides me. I intend to give it to her soon…

    • Lin

      Perhaps put your family tree online on a site such as and give relatives the username and password so whoever decides it’s interesting or important Or wants to keep it up can do so even if the paper is lost. I also have no one who seems interested to carry on. Maybe when the younger generations get older someone will decide its interesting or important

  5. Rosalee

    I found family when I wasn’t even looking. Ancestry DNA notified me of a “1st cousin” match that I didn’t think was correct. After contacting the other person, I found that the match was 16 year old boy looking for his father’s family. (His mother was managing it for him.) He didn’t want anything to do with his father (and I can’t blame him) but he wanted to know about his father’s family. Turns out he is my sister’s grandson and my great nephew. We are in contact now and he really is a GREAT kid. Looking forward to getting together in the spring.

  6. Amy A

    I was adopted in NC in 1971 and long ago gave up any hope of finding my birth parents. I had a DNA test with 23 and me a few years ago and in August on a whim took advantage of a sale with Ancestry mostly to confirm ethnic heritage. I always laughed at the commercials where someone learns they are from a different background then they thought. I was absolutely and completely shocked in September when the results came back and an immediate DNA match…to my biological father. We connected via the site, then by email. Both bios were still alive AND I have two full brothers and two nephews. My bio mom flew to California to meet me and her grandson two weeks later, my father a few weeks after that to celebrate his (new) grandson’s 10th birthday. Sorta of a whirlwind but such an amazing gift this year. So glad I took the test and looking forward to meeting all sorts of family I never knew about.

  7. Michael M

    I never new who my father was. My mothers step father, who raised her was killed in an auto accident in January 1973 and sent her into depression and drinking. She went for a time where she didn’t know what she did and didn’t know who my father was. She was always ashamed and never told me the truth about that and I always believed he just didn’t want anything to do with me. I took the ancestry DNA a few years ago and almost 4 years ago I got a hit on someone who was listed as close relative- 1st cousin. We connected and always thought we were cousins. I did believe he was on my fathers side as he wasn’t related anywhere on my mothers side. Earlier this year on Facebook I saw his father in an old pic and knew at that point that we were brothers. The pic looked like an old pic of me. My brother and I began talking and believed the same thing. At this point my mother came out and told me the truth about how things happened and she still doesn’t ever remember my father and her ever being together but she doesn’t remember much from that time. It was the early 1970’s and neither my mother or father remember anything as they both were drinking a lot. Since then I have met my father, 2 brothers and a sister I never knew I had. I did the DNA specifically to find him, even though at the time I believed he didn’t want anything to do with me. As I got older I wanted to know medical history which is why I was looking. I am so glad I found him and learned what I believed for so long was so far from the truth. We only live about a 3 hour drive apart so am looking forward to making up for lost time.

  8. Angela Conway

    My mother, who passed away from cancer at age 52, was adopted at birth. There’s a whole side story that my (adoptive) Grandmother told my mom, which of course has became “the story surrounding my mom’s adoption”. There was a short period of time that my mother searched for her biological family, but that was before the internet and only a last name and a story to start from. It was impossible! I took the ancestry DNA test in 2016. I had one close match that come up as a 1st cousin match. I emailed this match and after a little while, I received a response! Turned out, my match is the husband of my biological aunt. Kurt was more than helpful in trying to help me solve my mystery, but my aunt didn’t want to be involved. I was given a name for my biological grandmother, but with no other matches and no way to trace this information that was given to me, I was again staring blankly at a proverbial brick wall. I decided to take a break!! I was exhausted and let down that my “family” didn’t want to help me connect the dots. That is until last year…3 days after Christmas, when a new match contacted me saying she thinks we are cousins. I logged onto Ancestry (hadn’t been on after getting so discouraged) and sure enough..she showed up as a second cousin. Her story was, she was adopted and searching for her birth mom, whom she found just a day or two before contacting me. After speaking with her, and sharing with her the information Kurt had passed on to me a year earlier, she was able to help me confirm the name I was given as my grandmother! I then got motivated to start my search again. I found out my grandmother had passed away in 2011, one year before my mother. I also found that I had 3 1/2 uncles and a 1/2 aunt. I’ve only been in touch with one uncle…who told me that they learned as teenagers there was a “sister out there somewhere” but again….that was before the age of internet. I’m not sure if the other three will ever come around and I still don’t know the identity of my biological grandfather, but my story is still unfolding! I’m not giving up and will one day know that 1/4 of me that’s still missing in my identity. As more matches come in, more messages being received from matches…I am that much closer to having a name for my bio granddad. Until then, I am ecstatic about the cousins and Uncle that have been brought into my life and my search continues. Don’t give up! I know I’m not!!

  9. #DNA_R_Us has been my mantra since Drs. Crick & Watson discovered it and its brother RNA. Long before their 1962 Nobel prize, and internet and all the other technology which makes finding one’s roots were available, I made it may mission to retrieve my identity stolen by adopters courtesy of a county judge in 1950. I was 5 1/2 years of age, and 3 years before abandoned along with my little sister who was pulled from my embrace, adopted as was I to different adopters. We remain separated by the law which says we are not to know our ancestry in any form, including denial of birth and adoption records, et al. Today we are still separated despite my being in multiple DNA data bases.
    But I have her OBC and my own-only because we ere not born in the state of adoption, along with my borther’s and my mother’s. She and my father left their daughters in a dog pound in 1948 taking our brother with them… I was 37 before I knew parents’ names from the original birth certificate the adopting state swore many times that I would never have. As the old kosher hot dog commercial announced: We answer to a higher law.
    I had my DNA done first with the Ancestry DNA Project just to have an idea of my origins … It was years later that conformed by DNA matches that key people from both maternal and paternal sides of my family were confirmed to be my family members. They continue to deny me, but I just smile and move on… As a court cannot make me or anyone else child of X when in fact we are child of Y, no one from the DNA chain can disattach us from the familial branch of the family tree.
    In truth, names on a piece of paper are anti-climatic because they are just names of strangers. Finding their histories and maybe even them is the real key to sorting out who is who and the whys and wherefores of the adoptee. Most adoptees are the skeletons in a closet, easily rejected because they are really not known by others. Buyt keep on keeping on. You may find someone who will not slam a door in your face or the phone in your ear or the unanswered emails/FB requests.
    Happy holidays and happy reunions to those fortunate enough to have them.

  10. Shamen Starr

    I found my half sister through a DNA test from Ancestry. But, better yet, that sister found her biological mom 69 years after her mother had been convinced by unscrupulous hospital staff that her daughter had been born dead. My half sister’s DNA test was a gift from her daughter. I pray that more people will be able to reconnect with loved ones from the “baby scoop era”.

  11. Rita V. Rain

    I did my initial DNA testing just for my ethnicity. I was not overly familiar with the DNA site & what could be found out. About 6 months after finding my results I woke up in the middle of the night with the urge to join Ancestry & look at the Family Trees. When I woke up the next morning, I did & I found My Dad’s Family. Sadly Dad passed when I was 16 (I’m a 69 year old Grandma) but my finds agreed with all My Mom’s stories about Dad & I found Family History & got to correspond with some “new” Family. I am forever indebted to Ancestry for helping make this possible for me. <3

  12. Lynda S Galloway

    At age 74, I learned through that my daddy was not my bio father, what a shocker. Then I kept digging with the help of two new cousins I found on Ancestry, until I learned the name of my bio father, but he and both my parents were deceased, no one to ask any questions. I pieced the story together, the bio father passed through my small town in Louisiana from Mississippi, visiting his older brothers. He met my mom on the Summer of 1942, got her pregnant, and moved on to New Orleans, 70 miles away. My parents married and I was born 6 months later. Mom said I was a premie and I didn’t argue with her. Many years later I learned this bio father had had 3 sons, two of them deceased by the time I learned the truth. But, I found my half brother in a nursing home in MS, he had neck surgery a few months before and had been paralyzed, he is now learning to walk again at age 60. But, when I took him the DNA test from Ancestry I walked into his room and saw a man who looked enough like me to determine he was my brother without the test. We took it any just to prove it to others. This was the first time I had ever seen someone who looked like me, and he said I look more like our father than he does. I’m waiting to see photos of the man I didn’t know, but I love my daddy who raised me as his only child. I got lucky, he was a good man and loved me, whether or not he knew I was not his. My brother has 3 daughters and two sons, I’ve met the young sons, but hope to meet the daughters one day. I took my two daughters and two of my grands to meet him. We talk on the phone each week, I plan to see him over the Christmas Holiday. Miracles do happen when you least expect them, and at age 75, this was my blessing. Thanks, Ancestry


    I found a brother that my parents put up for adoption. My parents never told any of my siblings or me! Steve, his adopted name, met for the first time December 15, 2018. Steve is 58 and I just turned 62. Sitting across the table, I couldn’t believe how much he looks like our dad who passed away 20 years ago. My oldest brother kept saying he remembered a baby, but didn’t know what happened to him. Ancestry, you have given me my whole family. Steve is very excited to meet his siblings and learn more about our family. Thank you! I encourage everyone to get on Ancestry and do the DNA test. You never know who you’ll find.

  14. Eleanor Margaret Smith

    I’m 60 years old my mother left I was 6 months old looking for any relative.on her side of family anybody I just want to know her my brother and sister r deceased we were Smith children she was married to my dad. I don’t know why she left just looking for her or sibiling

  15. Amanda Hamilton

    Looking for my bio father Scott Smith St.louis mo mother’s name joyce Smith he went to hazelwood high school in 1985

  16. nick

    I had located birth family, 5 half-siblings, Got Ancestry DNA for xmas and I found another half brother from my deceased mother that the 5 of us had did not know about! At same time I discovered a half brother from my deceased birth fathers side, and I did not know who my father had been! So now I know something about both birth parents. and have 15 living of of 18 siblings of all stripes.

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