I have mentioned that I wrapped up (meaning, done and finished) our 2015 album last week. I have yet to order our second volume (July to December) though the first volume is here and I love it.
And while most of us view memory-keeping as something for the generations to come, in reality, it is really for us as much as for them. It teaches us how to live.
One thing that I know I am passionate about is memory-keeping. Story telling. Documenting stories. I don’t shy away from that topic, and really advocate it to friends and relatives. I have converted a handful of friends to document their stories, either by printing their pictures, making photobooks and even scrapbooking and none of them has ever told me it was a waste of time, money and effort.
And while most of us view scrapbooking, or memory-keeping, as something for the generations to come, in reality, it is really for us as much as for them. It makes us be more aware of the now. It makes us more grateful. It teaches us how to live.
I hope that if you are on the fence about doing this for your family, at the very least, do it for yourself. You don’t have to do it the way I do it. There are so many forms and methods of memory-keeping. Just make sure they are told, written, stored.
I wanted to share with you part of a letter I made at the end of our album, addressed directly to my children. This is something that you can do, from time to time, even without an album. Write them letters.
Tell your story, friends.