Pumpkin pies, cranberry sauce, Turkey, laughter filling the kitchen as Grandma and Mom would share stories of family. It was never long after the deserts and Rum balls were being made that someone would bring out the photos, the notebooks of family history to share with us little ones. Passing along family memories of love ones long gone.
Sharing our roots was something that had always been a holiday tradition in our home for generations. To me it was something that was as natural as walking, never did I ever consider something so fun to be a career. In the past year since my dear Grandma's passing, I have been verifying information, receiving photos from my Aunt, and had a few mysteries that popped up here and there. Then I realized, this had gone from being a hobby to me becoming a genealogist. No longer was this just a past time hobby for me, but that I wanted to help others discover their genealogy.
I became more involved in Findagrave.com, Random Acts of Genealogical Kindness, and want to become certified in genealogy. This was fun on all levels, helping others, and meeting other people. It wasn't the stressful paralegal setting, or business setting I was accustomed to. I love it and am excited to not only expand on Tracing our Roots, but helping others discover their heritage.