Today we had lunch with some of my grandmothers sisters and my mums cousins. There was a small pang in my heart when we were together and I thought of the one missing. My grandmother.
In an odd way it tied in with something else that I have been sentimental about over the past week or so. Scrapbooking. One of my great aunts did a lot of scrapbooking when I first "discovered" the hobby. Another great aunt is the custodian of our family history and stories (of which she reminded me that I inherit one day). When we said good bye I don't think I imagined that the hugs were just a little tighter, a little longer. It makes me more conscious of memory keeping.
What has had me reminiscing? This. I love the simplicity of Becky Higgins school project. I fully intend to keep an alum of the kids primary years using these simple layouts. It is perfect - print them, stick a photo on and write the subject matter. Memory recorded.
I miss those early days when scrapbooking was almost an addiction. Waiting for the latest Creating keepsakes issue, an feeling pure pleasure when stocking up on cardstock and paper!
The hugs were tighter, maybe because they had just been to their aunty, my great aunty your great-great aunty's (check I have the link correct :)funeral 100 years old.
ReplyDeleteIt is special to make the effort to get together like that, a great day!
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You know, I think all those aunties have a soft spot with us - I could tell they were thinking of nan! I miss her, and all the things we have missed experiencing with her.
ReplyDeleteI am on the verge of getting some scrapbooking done, I can feel it :) Slowly that motivation is coming back.