Gosh, an actual memory keeping project: this may actually be my first!
I can’t thank you enough for helping me to think through the format this little project would take: so many brilliant ideas.
But when I spotted this pretty blue children’s book in our local thrift shop, I knew I had found my ‘album’.
It’s chunky: I’m not going to lie!
And I’m not sure that I love the chunkiness – not going to lie there either.
The Rev. suggested cutting some of the unused pages out, but I can’t quite bring myself to do that, in case I mess it up.
Here’s pretty much what’s happening inside: lots of white paint and one or two photos on each page.
You can see why these photos haven’t been scrapped conventionally, can’t you? They’re so not my colours!
But they’re gorgeous memories and I value them so much.
I also love hearing Kitty’s take on my childhood and her despair at my lack of fashion sense.
Actually, I had fashion sense: it was just 80’s fashion sense. Pink velour shorts, side bunches and Snoopy sunnies? Very cool.
I’ve popped a few more recent memories in there too – not many, just a couple of my favourites.
At the back, I made a couple of little pockets to tuck in some special letters.
(Got to love how I’ve cropped this photo so the all you can see of Kitty’s precious Mother’s Day poem is the word ‘bottom’! Oops.)
But I’ll be honest with you: I’m now stalling. Because I need to write the journalling and I’m just not sure how to treat it.
I’ve yet to write a single word about losing my mum and I don’t know how to even try to put that ocean full of feelings into the few words of a photo caption.
It’s been an eye-opener for me to realise that I never actually scrap about anything difficult.
Perhaps I’ve hit upon a genuine scrap-stumbling block for lots of people: letting those tucked-away feelings see the light is hard to do!