The day finally came when I got an assignment from Get It Scrapped to document the news of someone who wasn't in your life any more. I immediately thought of the photo. Then I got angry about it. Was I ready to scrapbook it now? Should I choose another photo. Maybe there was one that wasn't so important. I kept coming back to it. Some photos are like those special patterned papers we hoard. You can't save them for the right day. You just have to tell their story right now.
I found the photo where I had left it, safely hidden in a box, wrapped to keep it from being bent. I started rifling through my supplies. That's when it hit me. For a photo like this, there would never be the perfect supplies. It had to be the story that carried it and not the right patterned paper. I used the prompts from the StoryCoach class. They made it easy for me to break things apart, to set emotion aside just enough so that I could tell the story in just the right way. It helped me to write to my Grandfather telling him of the thoughts I had upon hearing of his passing.
Glimpses of my Papaw by Christy Strickler |Supplies Patterned Paper: Basic Grey, Studio Calico, Fancy Pants; Letters: LillyBee Designs, Jillibean Soup; Jewels: Making Memories;Tape: My Mind’s Eye; Ephemera: Basic Grey; Flair: A Flair for Buttons; Wood Veneer: Studio Calico;Other: tags, twine, label maker
It's not the best photo. My Grandmother's knee is partially blocking my Grandfather as he plays with our puppy. Some days, I might have tossed a photo like this one. For whatever reason, I kept it. Ironically, I would also say this isn't one of my best layouts. In the end, neither the photo or the layout were really what mattered the most. In the end, it was the story that mattered.
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