Some time back in 2002- about 13 years ago, my Dad, whom I had just reconnected with sent me a huge box of scrapbooking supplies, I believe it was for my birthday. I was turning the big 3-2. Up until that point I had always wanted to document my life but was younger, had young kids, this was pre internet blogs and groups and I had no direction. His gift gave me that direction.
Flash forward to 2016 – My Dad is a good friend of mine, and a close confidant. I am so happy that I met him at the age of 30, and he has embraced my family, expressed his regret of not being there for me sooner, and life has moved on. Also…because of him, I am a certifiable craft junkie. I have pages of layouts I’ve made, I’ve made albums for people as gifts, I have piles of printed out photos and old albums full of photos waiting to be scrapped. I have a legacy to leave to my kids (whether they are interested now or not, haha!)
The earlier layouts may seem less skilled, less extravagant, but they are just as important. I hope anyone reading this takes that with them. Every memory matters.
Happy Father’s Day to all of the awesome, amazing dads out there!