During this week where I'm celebrating the honor of being named as one of 9 influential scrapbookers, I decided to spend a bit of time in scrap nostalgia—scrapstalgia—if you will. (Okay, "scrapstalgia" sounds like a fungus-based scalp condition, so I will refrain from using it again.)
Let's just say I'm digging looking back at older pages. Pages like this:
When I first got hit with the scrapbooking bug (see, there's that disease analogy again), it was all I could do to NOT make a page every single day. Why? Because I was singularly obsessed.
The whole idea of it. Photo+Story+Paper+Design. It was every crafting and creative thing I was ever meant to do from the absolute beginning of my life all wrapped up in one convenient hobby.
I was never cutting edge in my techniques. I can count the number of times I've used my heat embossing tool on one hand.
Still, something about this process hooked me.
I know a big part of it were the relationships that have emerged because of the amazing internet communities built around the hobby.
Some of my favorite people in the entire world are people I know because they too got hooked.
But the bigger part of it is how it reminds me of the life I have led and am leading.
Things that I sometimes forget, or overlook. Things I thought at one time or another that may have changed or evolved over the years.
This past weekend, as I was putting my newest layout in my All About Cathy Vol. 3 album, I found myself reading every page in that album. And I guess that's really where this post came from.
A feeling of love for the hobby. A feeling of thankfulness for the opportunity to tell a story here or there.
An overall feeling of gratitude as well for an audience to share it with.
Today, visit their blogs for a chance to win more giveaway goodness, as well as to learn a bit more about each woman and her philosophy.