17 October 2006

Never Enough Time!

Here was our house about three months ago.
















Now at least the face lift is almost done. I have been so busy over the last couple weeks trying to beat mother nature. I want to finish the painting on the front of the house. I know I won't get the rest done until after winter, but I at least want the front nice. I love my new big bay window. Also the car is blocking the big huge bolder my husband found to give it an added touch of granduer. I'll keep my fingers crossed that I will at least have one of two more days of sunny warmer weather so I can paint around the two bedroom windows with the dark green and finish that last couple feet of eves. If I can just get that much done before winter then I'll be happy. We also spent the weekend cleaning up around here. There is still some building material, but we'll get that when we are done with the roof. It won't be quit so embarassing when people come to my house now for my digital scrapbooking workshops.

That's something else I have been very busy with. Getting my office in order for presentations at the workshops, making appointments for celebrations, and all the other little things that go along with starting up a business. It's going well. I have four celebrations booked, and I just know that they will take off from there.

Halloween is just around the corner and I haven't even gotten the kids costums or anything. I guess I better get on that sometime soon.
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04 October 2006

Heritage Lost

Come; look with me inside this drawer
In this box I've often seen,
At the pictures, black and white,
Faces proud, still, serene.
I wish I knew these people,
These strangers in the box...

Their names and all their memories
Are lost among my socks.
I wonder what their lives were like,
How did they spend their days?
What about their special times,
I'll never know their ways.

If only someone had taken time,
To tell who, what, where and when,
These faces of my heritage,
Would come to life again.

Could this become the fate?
Of the pictures we take today?
The faces and the memories
Someday will pass away.

Make time to save your stories,
Seize opportunity when it knocks,
Or someday you and yours could be,
the strangers in this box!

-Author unkown

This poem touched me when I first read it. If we don't preserve the stories of our lives and photos then will our grandchildren and their children know who we were and what we were about?

I have a few pictures like the one described in the poem. I don't know who is in them really. I don't know what memory that picture was meant to preserve. Memories like pictures fade in time. It is up to us to preserve the memories that still remain and the ones to come so that future generations can see, feel, and enjoy our memories as we did. Help our future generations not to forget about the things that touched our lives, shaped who we were and added to who they are. Give them the chance to laugh, cry, be proud, think, enjoy, and all the other emotions we fill in our lives with us even after we are gone.

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