DNA - Who Did I Think I Was?

I have been researching my Family History for some years now.  I began back in 1990 long before I had bought my first computer.  I used to go to the nearest Library of the Church of Jesus Christ of Later Day Saints and spend at least a half day each week trawling through records on micro fiche.  I remember the excitement of finding the first names that belonged in my tree.  I originally became interested in finding out who was who in my blood line following a fall down a spiral stair case which resulted in a badly sprained ankle.  The morning after my fall my leg was black and blue and my foot right up to the shin was so swollen that it looked like an elephant's foot, so there was little else for me to do other than stay at home and rest with my foot up.  I began looking back through old photo albums and whilst doing that came across my Maternal Grandmother's original marriage certificate.  I then noticed many of the names on the certificate, some I recognised as being related to my Gran and others that I wondered about, so following my recovery set about researching into the family.

My Gran in her Wedding Dress

In 2002 I purchased my first computer and not long after I discovered the website of Ancestry.  at first I was not successful in finding any more than I had already found through the Later Day Saints Library.  As the years passed by the Ancestry web site added more and more resources and before long I was gathering more and more information.  I remember the shock of finding that my Great Great Grandfather was actually born, perhaps I should be thinking more of the shock his Mother felt when she first realised that she was a pregnant single woman!!  However as time will tell us all, if it were not for them, we would not be.
I got to the stage where I had more than 5000 people in my tree, so then sat back and relaxed somewhat, I only add more people these days when I find them practically staring me in the face!!
Earlier this year I joined Ancestry once more as I decided to do a little more on my husbands family tree, he had long since lost interest, but I think that us people who do all of this research are probably born sticky noses.   It was around that time that I began to notice Ancestry's advertisements for Ethnic DNA Testing.
What was the point in me having my Ethic DNA Tested, I knew that I was of British blood through and through, in face 75% was English and 25% Scottish, so why would I want to be tested.  Still curiosity got the better of me and off I went and purchased the testing kit, followed the directions and sent it back.  The instructions that it came with said that once received it would then be sent off to America and around six weeks later the results would come through.    The results were ready a little earlier than promised.
It is right now that I wish that I had taken science classes at high school instead of the Commercial Classes.  My Ethnic DNA results were a shock to say the least.  My 75% English and 25% Scottish or 100% British has flown right out of the window.  The new results give me 99% European consisting of 44% Western Europe being France/Holland/Germany areas bearing in mind borders have moved constantly over time.  21% Irish, 16% Scandinavia, only 9% Britain, 5% Italy/Greece, 3% Iberian Peninsula and 1% Eastern Europe followed by a final 1% from the Middle East,  some would say that makes me a mongrel, but I really think I prefer the word Hybrid.  Where did all this come from? I guess that I will never know.
Adoptions only became a legal entity in the early part of the 20th Century.  Prior to that unwanted children were most often raised as waifs, Grandmother's often raised their daughter's illegitimate offspring as their own.  Childless couples would in many cases not have hesitated to take on an unwanted babe as their own.   My own Step Father never knew during his life time that his elder sister was actually his Mother.  We could say that these were the lucky children that did not grow up in orphanages and be put out to work at ages as young as 5 years old.
The other aspect is that our Englishness began centuries ago with the movement of people across the continent and English Channel. The Vikings raided, robbed and raped around the region.  The Spanish shipwrecks along the English Coasts, The Roman occupation of England, Western European farmers and animal herders crossing the channel in search of green pastures, not to mention perhaps a dalliance with a middle eastern businessman.   Like I said earlier, we will never know.  The English Language that continues to evolve along with time is probably by today almost completely unrecognisable to what it was 500 years ago, but many of our words are sourced from French, German, and other European Languages.  Latin was once the language of those from sufficient wealth to allow an education as was Italian and Greek to a lesser extent, all of these languages probably combine to give us the language that we speak and recognise today.
I think I know who I am, just not very sure of the journey that made me who I am.