I love Sacrapbooking! It is my thing. I starting doing it long before Bill and the kids came into my life. I have old (really bad) scrapbooks of my school years and beyond. I save everything - and I mean EVERYTHING! My house is not like those shows Oprah does with rooms piled with junk to the ceiling. But, anything with some sort of a memory attached that is somewhat flat enough to be in a book is kept - movie stubs, plane tickets, show booklets, hair ribbons, buttons from a favorite outfit, silk flowers, sand from the beach... You name it. Scrapbooking has become my therapy. My scrap space is where I retreat to when I need a few minutes alone. When I am angry, I scrapbook. It always puts a smile on my face. There is nothing like looking at pictures of happy people I love doing the things they love. I have pride in each and every page I do. Come look through my books - I am always happy to show them off. I am very detail oriented, and have fallen years and years behind. But I am confident that someday I will catch up. A birth certificate shows you were born, a death certificate shows that you died, but a scrapbook shows that you lived. I look forward to passing my works of art onto my own children in hopes that they will cherish them as much as I do.
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