It sounds so odd reading the title, but after a very long hiatus, I have completed my 3rd scrapbook containing the years 2004-2007. Scrapbooks seem to be something my friends had put to the side for more fantastic photo books and lovely framed shots on the walls, gallery style. But, I still want something to read. I want something where I can write down my memories and pass them on to the girls later.
I fear all the time that my memory will leave me later in life. I have some bad neurological genes on both sides headed my way. It’s very likely to happen. As a result, I’ve felt these past few months the necessity to record the memories I still have.
It’s been a long and successful day. I began with finishing a well written novel and ended it with completing a paper and photo log of memories. Life is good.