Depends which family line I went with.

On my Dads side, I’m pure Irish. We arrived in New York City in the early 1900s. So, I imagine I would have been raised like my grandmother and been extremely poor. I might still have been raised Catholic. She ended up being put in state care and housed at a Catholic facility for orphans (she wasn’t an orphan, but she was taken from her abusive, alcoholic parents). My grandpa, great grandpa and great-great grandpa were all NYC cops like my dad so maybe I still would have had a parent in law enforcement.

If I went with my grandpa on my mothers side... He’s German and his family moved here before the revolutionary war so I would still have been American. I would have been poor as shit, lived in a log cabin in Appalachia with a dirt floor and farmed my ass off, like he did. I probably would have gotten married too young and had way too many children (he had like 10 brothers).

If I went with my grandmother... My great grandmother was Belgian but born in France. She traveled to every continent, spoke a ton of languages and was a talented artist. My great grandpa was a Scottish physicist who ended up working for NASA. They both came from very nice families. I’ve been to Europe a few times, and I definitely share the most interests with my great grandmother, I love art, fashion, ballet and French culture- I’ve learned a bit of French (I’m not fluent but I spent enough time in Paris that I can handle conversations) and I would have loved to been raised in Europe.

So, I would hope I ended up in Belgium painting and traveling and not in state care with abusive parents or farming in a dirt floor cabin.