Grandpa's hearts follow up

Little did I know how important the two deck of cards I made for my father-in-law would become.

Just a few weeks after the end of the family reunion my father-in-law had a massive coronary and passed away. As the family gathered with friends and family the cards came out and were passed around. Uncles, aunts, cousins and friends who haven't seen the young grand children were able to see a photo of "Grandpa's Hearts". They laughed and cried while remembering the past. It was a sad pleasure to stand back and watch.

I had one brother-in-law wrap me in a bear hug and express his thanks to me. It truly was my pleasure. Yes, I spent hours scanning but it wasn't a sacrifice as I did it because I wanted the photos. They just get the benefits of my labor.

I'm so thankful to Heritage Makers for those few precious days. The day Grandpa opened them and looked through them, laughing and remembering. Then the few sad days when family and friends remembered good days long past.

Thank you!!!

I Call her Mom

 

I have started this book over and over and then deleted it. I didn't know how to go about writing a book about my mother. She already wrote a lovely book that is full of stories. I love that book. I've read it many times and can quote some of the stories. But it is was missing some of my favorite pictures of my mom. Of course being born during the depression and then being relatively poor during her child hood and early mother hood there aren't many photos of her. Then of course when she became the mom she was behind the camera. So I took almost every photo I have of her as a child and young mother and put them in this book. It was hard to tell her stories, but the photos begged for their stories to be told.  "Photos without stories are memories lost."

Specifics:

Project: 12x12 scrapbook

Membership: Premier

Design: original (used #271 as a inspiration)

Retail: $70 (plus four pages)

PRICELESS check it out and see if you don't agree!

Watch Lives Change for the Better

Last night, Matt had a horrible day and after dinner he just sat in a puddle on the couch. As he was there he noticed the “My Heroes” book and started reading it. All of a sudden I caught him smiling and then laughing. He got up and gave me a hug. Of course I played innocent. He said, “Thanks mom,” and then hopped off down the hall way. Later I heard him tell Chris, “Mom loves me because I make her laugh.” Chris asked, “How do you know?” Matt’s reply, “I read it in her book. Go look for yourself.” This morning I had to go get that book from their bedroom. I might just have to purchase another one—or maybe six of them.