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It has been some time between posts!

I had such great intentions to keep my blog updated at least monthly in 2019 but life unfortunately got busy and time started to slip away from me yet again.  This year in particular seems to be going by at an accelerated pace!
My daughter has finished her maternity leave recently and returned to full time work, so I have restarted looking after my grandchildren while their parents are at work again.  I have been loving every minute of my time with them and feel truly blessed to get to be a part of their lives in this way.  The four of them are a constant source of wonder, enjoyment and delight and I love them all beyond measure!
So with my weekdays rather full now, my research and blog are more of a weekend thing for me and I have been a little sidetracked with that lately.  My son in law got his Ancestry DNA test done a couple of months ago and I found it fascinating to match up the rough tree I had done for him and the results he got back from his test.  I actually happy danced that my hunches and research were right!  It spurred me on to delve deeper into his tree and of course resulted in my getting completely sidetracked from my other research and this blog.  
I have always been curious about the DNA side of genealogy (after all it was my sons genetic testing with regards to his autism and questions they asked about our family history that got me into genealogy in the first place) but seeing my son in laws results has definitely deepened my interest in it.  I was holding back from doing anything in this area prior to this as there are a few possible skeletons that may be revealed in some of my branches and some elderly relatives would not be best pleased with me if I uncover any more of them!  
I am currently thinking that the benefits may outweigh the drawbacks though; the potential to knock down some brick walls and uncover some truths is extremely appealing!  I will ponder over it for a bit longer and let you know what I decide in a future post.

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