Linda, I know what you mean. I started doing a little research 13 years ago, then writing small stories, but I didn't know anything about any family earlier than my dad and his mother. I just kept piddling at it, and then in 2010, it came to me what I wanted to do. Now, 3 years later, I'm finally getting close.
I hope this doesn't discourage anyone, how long I've been at this. During this time, I became very sick, lost some loved ones, had big family upsets, and ended up in a hospital with a complete breakdown. Climbed my way back, and went through another, worse depression trying to come off of the strong meds I was placed on. Last year was my first year after all of that to actually start feeling good again and writing.
Without all that stuff happening, I don't think it would have taken me this long, but who knows. I just know that now I'm beginning to see this book happening for the first time. It feels good.
Leslie, I also had a distinct curiosity and fixation on a certain part of the family. My paternal grandfather went missing for many years. He remarried and was known to us as a bigamist because my Catholic grandmother wouldn't get a divorce. I searched for him for years and finally found him last year and the new family, who of course are my blood relatives! I have a new aunt and cousins. One reason I love family history!