In many ways, this is an addiction. Mental challenges are very enjoyable, and research to connect the fragments of facts and records to draw up a family tree is an endless puzzle. Currently, I am weighing the options of just setting the task down in consideration of the benefits by engaging in many more edifying things. Then there is the guilt of all the family members, both close and distant who enjoy the results of these efforts. Right now, the files contain over 44,000 relatives. Yes, it clearly has been an addiction.
As I begin to turn away from this distraction, I reflect on the other rewards of this work. I spent many sunny days walking through cemeteries, reading newspaper clippings that reflect a way of life unfamiliar to our current experience, and growing an appreciation for the living dynamic of family systems across generations.
One very good benefit is that genealogists become quite comfortable with death. Obituaries are a wonderful way to make family tree connections, and so we read them often and in detail. We stand at our ancient ancestor’s grave and enjoy being with them. We rely on the fact that everyone dies and are aware that also applies to us.
This reminder of death clarifies our focus towards God. It is a blessing that I hope God allows me to retain throughout the remainder of my life. In the meantime, I have boxes of source records I can transfer to any relatives that want to continue researching our family tree. Anyone interested?