I am determined to keep this project simple. No bells and whistles just pictures and journal cards with a memory or brief note about the where or when of the photo as I near as I can recall from my mom's sharing. Or just picture collages and no words at all...whatever calls to us at the time. Deciding on the book and card style was the hardest thing for us. We looked at all the products narrowing our choice down between two. We ordered the Clementine kit with the idea if we need another the sunny Amber kit would be next. We set a reminder on our calender dedicating 1 hour every Friday afternoon for as long as it takes to complete this one album for Project Past Life. Just one. No pressure to do another one. ![]() A strange spell came over us as we opened the journal cards. 'Write it down...use me to write it all down" they seemed to say. With a box of photos beside us we grabbed a handful and got started. Josephine discovered some pictures still in the store envelope weren't my moms but were actually from her middle school trip to Tybee Island. 'Can I write whatever I want?' she asked. 'Yep. Whatever you want.' She began feverishly writing on her chosen journal card as I lifted out a hand full of pictures. Mine turned out to be from when we lived in Germany. My parents came to visit us for 6 weeks during the summer of 2000. As I looked through the pictures Mom took, whispered memories of that summer came flooding back. She had been so excited and happy we had bought the tickets for them to visit. I remember her telling me how grateful she was for us gifting her with this once in a lifetime trip. Going through the envelope I discovered she also kept all sorts of ephemera. Looking through it all, my heart aches longing for her to have written even just a few sentences in a notebook about what we did. But that ship has sailed and it is left to me to recall as much as I can. As I begin, I offer a prayer to the Muse Blessed Goddess of memory, Beloved Muse Mnemosyne hear me I call upon you to aid me as I start this journey for without your ability to remember, I am lost. Look with favor on our Project Past Life. Grant me your blessing that I may preserve the stories of my mother and my father. As I look upon each picture part the veil of time so I may see each story as clearly as if they'd happened yesterday. May their voices ring clear through our ears so they may be heard through the words I record on their behalf. May what is remembered here live on. Ashe' Amen And So It Is
Kate
2/26/2012 11:18:11 pm
This is a lovely thing you are doing. A gift for yourself, your kids,and those generations to come.
Ninja Muslimah
2/27/2012 02:51:18 am
You inspired me to take out my old scrapbooks and find a use for all those bells and whistles I had bought so long ago. Wishing you the best on your journey. Comments are closed.
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