Have you ever immersed yourself so deeply in a task that you don't notice the world around you? Maybe you forget to eat a meal (because you honestly didn't even notice that you were hungry!). Or, maybe you convince yourself that you've only been working for about twenty minutes...and then you notice the clock. Five hours have passed. Mihaly Csikszentmihalyi calls this flow. I found myself in flow today. I'm the amateur genealogist of the Beretsky family. My grandmother was a fantastic record-keeper and left behind half a dozen photo albums and scrapbooks with newspaper clippings of engagement announcements and obituaries.  I started peeking through some of these albums over the weekend and, within minutes, I got bit by the family history bug. Hard. Before I could even finish breakfast this morning, I poured over all of the photos and documents.  I signed up for one (okay, two) of those genealogy websites. I scribbled notes on paper and drew arrows and deciphered old Polish surnames and poked through dozens of census documents. I made phone calls to a few living relatives. I sorted out lineages. I attached photographs to names. I met three other people on the internet who are researching the same ancestors. And then, I looked up.  It was 5 p.m.!
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