I am an addict. This stuff rules my life. I can’t get away from it. It consumes me and my life. I just can’t stop.
I am addicted to genealogy. I have the close families completed. Now I’m looking for all the relatives we have - all the way back to Adam! It has become like a mystery. I get started with the computer and hours have passed. I am not aware of the time. It’s great when I stumble onto an entire new family! Then I’m looking to see what happened to them. Who did they marry? Who are their kids?
Both G and I have families in the same area in the hill country. His mother’s family is there, and I discovered my dad has family there. It is so interesting to delve into the families to see how far the extended family goes. I keep looking to see if there is any direct relationship between those two families. I haven’t found it yet. I did have a big surprise when I found one of his father’s distant relative married one of my dad’s distant relatives.
I got interested when Dad was stricken with Alzheimer’s. If my grandchildren were to have any sense of where my family came from, it was up to me. My mom died when I was 27. Dad’s memory was gone. So I set to work. It helped tremendously when I met a distant cousin on Dad’s side at the assisted living. Her grandfather was the same man as my great-grandfather. Doors flew open from there!
Well, the ghosts are calling me again. Got to find those out laws, Bye!
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