I almost titled this “I’m Going to Get Caught Up on My Scrapping!” But I am so very, very far behind, that we won’t even think about that for now.
I went to a scrapbook weekend this past weekend and got a lot of work done. But this was transferring photos from someone else’s old, yellowing, fading, falling apart photo album from the ’80′s (1980′s, not 1880′s!) to a new acid-free scrapbook with some colored background pages, some matting, a few embellishments and titles, and the bits of journaling that I could find in the old photo album. I did this last year for my husband’s ‘travel’ album from the ’80′s and ’90′s. He had a lot more journaling in his. His album told a story of sorts. This one was much more random. But I got to know the person a little better through her photos.
I still have several aging albums that need to be transferred. And many of these photos are of people that neither me nor my husband know. But they need to be preserved for our girls. Hopefully one day their aunt will be able to identify and add a little journaling to them.
But before I start on those, I want to do a little work on my scrapbook albums. I feel like my husband and my lives are passing by and I’m not recording them. I’m losing moments and memories. It hasn’t been so much time yet, that I can’t record them and the emotions and essence of the time. But everytime I put it off, I fear that the history in my albums will fade.
So . . . . this is the year that I’m Going To Scrap!
