So, I just got back from vacation and I am working on my scrapbook (you may have seen my Hawaiian themed pages lately?). Well, I realized something. I may be obsessed or addicted to scrapbooking my life. I feel like I need to capture every minute by photograph so I can scrapbook it. Or maybe so I can remember to journal about it on my scrapbook page? Either way, I took over 8,000 photos in our 16 day vacation! Also, with doing a weekly page for project life, I photograph so many things just to scrapbook about them. I may be going overboard. This has become more than a hobby. It's a way of life, an everyday task, and necessary or I get anxiety if I didn't get the photo I wanted, or forgot to photograph something. Yes, I literally got anxiety the other day when I made my pups "birthday cupcakes", but forgot to take a photo of the cupcakes before they devoured them. How can I scrapbook that if I don't even show what the cupcakes are like? Yes, these are my thoughts.
Why do I feel the need to scrapbook everything? Why does it feel so relaxing to compartmentalize all of my photos into files of events, then those photos into scrapbook pages, then enough journaling to tell the story.
Tell the story! That is what my albums are about. Tell my story. Every year of my life has been scrapbooked (the first half was only just a few pages per year, but hey, at least I have that). Now I do project life where my whole year is like a diary.
Part of my story is that I cannot have children. My husband does not want to adopt and I tried Foster Parenting for a bit, but the bottom line is, there will be no children to hand my albums down to. I suppose I have nieces and nephews that may want them. But not only will my family tree stop at my branch, my husband's entire family branch stops at our generation. My husband's father has one brother who had one daughter. My husband's father had two children- two sons. There will be no children from any of us this generation, meaning that this entire branch of the Dulle's ends with us. It's a powerful thought. I was given the family heritage albums because I am the family "memory keeper". But who's going to want them when I am gone? I often wonder about what will happen to my albums when I am gone. I do know that I post all of my pages on my personal Facebook page and I have many fans who take the time to read my journaling, and look at my pages. That makes me happy that people see them. Makes it worth the work. They get printed and go on a shelf, and come out occasionally (usually to settle an argument about a memory and we say "go check the scrapbook").
I am grateful for documenting my life so well. Even if it is just for me. Even if it is an obsession or an addiction. My scrapbooking has been there for me through some pretty rough times over the past few years, and it is a way for me to remember that "Life is beautiful". That makes it worth it.
Thanks for listening.
Why do I feel the need to scrapbook everything? Why does it feel so relaxing to compartmentalize all of my photos into files of events, then those photos into scrapbook pages, then enough journaling to tell the story.
Tell the story! That is what my albums are about. Tell my story. Every year of my life has been scrapbooked (the first half was only just a few pages per year, but hey, at least I have that). Now I do project life where my whole year is like a diary.
Part of my story is that I cannot have children. My husband does not want to adopt and I tried Foster Parenting for a bit, but the bottom line is, there will be no children to hand my albums down to. I suppose I have nieces and nephews that may want them. But not only will my family tree stop at my branch, my husband's entire family branch stops at our generation. My husband's father has one brother who had one daughter. My husband's father had two children- two sons. There will be no children from any of us this generation, meaning that this entire branch of the Dulle's ends with us. It's a powerful thought. I was given the family heritage albums because I am the family "memory keeper". But who's going to want them when I am gone? I often wonder about what will happen to my albums when I am gone. I do know that I post all of my pages on my personal Facebook page and I have many fans who take the time to read my journaling, and look at my pages. That makes me happy that people see them. Makes it worth the work. They get printed and go on a shelf, and come out occasionally (usually to settle an argument about a memory and we say "go check the scrapbook").
I am grateful for documenting my life so well. Even if it is just for me. Even if it is an obsession or an addiction. My scrapbooking has been there for me through some pretty rough times over the past few years, and it is a way for me to remember that "Life is beautiful". That makes it worth it.
Thanks for listening.