Last week, my genealogy efforts felt aimless.
It’s understandable. My Grandma just died. She was a big part of my genealogy life. She got me started. She loved my updates. She called me with questions. I called her with discoveries and the resulting questions. She was never far from my thoughts.
Last week I spent some time writing about her final two days of life. I included every detail I could recall. It is something that I hope will be important to my family now and in the future.
Pondering on those two days, on Grandma’s last 85 years, and on the questions I have asked her over the years, I was struck by one thought.
A good genealogist always runs out of time before they run out of questions.
Lest you worry, let me clarify. I don’t have any genealogy regrets in regards to my Grandma. I tested her DNA…
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