My DNA story is a little different than most. My mother walked away and left my father with 4 kids aged -1, 3, 5, & 7 and never bothered to stay I touch. As we all became adults at 18, she contacted us to suddenly "be friends". I was the only one who actually maintained the contact. All of my adult life, (I am 59) she always told me that her mother, my Nana was half Cherokee. Nana does have a darker complexion so I believed her. She also told me that her two brothers hid the Native American ancestry and would deny it. One day last year, while talking to a maternal cousin on a social media site, I said something about my mother being 1/4 Native American. He said "we are not Native American". I said " Mom said you would say that". He did not say anything more about it until a few weeks later. His father, my uncle had his DNA done just to prove to me that we are not Native American. We are not, we have 1% of our DNA from Spain! That accounts for Nana's coloring. Sometimes DNA can solve a dispute. We lost my uncle about a month ago, so his gift to me is even more special to me. (I have to take my mothers lies with a grain of salt, she was that type of person.)