There is an old saying, "You can choose your friends, not your family" - Today that really didn't work for me, as one person I'd 'chosen' as a friend, turned out to be family (albeit, from a shared ancestor of many generations). This was discovered through the medium of DNA rather than through more traditional research.
I've read articles, debated and discussed the issue of inherited memory for a long time now, being fascinated by it, and the thought that we are attracted (or, indeed, repelled) by places and people because of something that happened to an ancestor. Sometimes on your journey, you run into an unexplained series of events that could be written off as coincidence if they were singular, but because there were so many, you feel they cannot be. This has been the case with my friend/cousin and I.
Also the other closer cousins I've connected with on the journey and I, have lots of interests and traits in common, and are friends now.
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