I was abandoned in an alley as a newborn. No note. No clues. Just left there, wrapped in a thin blanket. No one ever came forward to claim me, so I was placed in foster care and later adopted by the most loving parents imaginable. I never questioned my place in the world—I was happy, I was loved.
But recently, after getting engaged, I started thinking about my future kids. What if they inherited some medical condition I didn’t know about? I had zero family history. So, I did a 23&Me test, thinking it would just be for my records.
