Ever since graduate school, I have done work about genetics. Our connection to our ancestors, to future generations, seep deep in our veins. They are found in likenesses, the color of our eyes, hair, skin...and they are found in our mutations. I know that my genes carry the BRCA1 mutation and my work reflects life after finding out. Our bloodlines are our footprint, our legacy, and they tell our stories. Finding out mine, allowed me to rewrite my history and preempt future disease. I was both lucky and scared all at once.
