Preservation of real life moments

That is what immenant death looks like. Just hours before I put my Lucy down. My boys are saying goodbye.
Depressing. So why did I take that photo? Because I wanted to remember her right up to the bitter end. Not a nice memory, but I need it. I needed to remember the love and the pain and devotion. In 5 years, I won't cry anymore. But this photo is a TRUE moment in life. It will speak volumes to the next generation who will look at it.

I found a daily diary my Grandfather had. It was filled with incedentals and comments. It was exciting, but it was every day life. I keep pocket calanders in my purse and in it I write all our appointments and party dates and such. I think that my Grandchildren, maybe my own children will want to thumb through it and see what my daily life was really like. In my Mother's geneology research.. we found snipets of information of our ancestors and I wish we had stuff like calanders and diaries and meaningfull photos to really get a feel of what those people were really like.

As scrapbookers, we aim to preserve as many memories as we can. Sometimes it is just only holidays and birthdays and vacations. But, it should be feelings and highs and lows as well. I am so bad, that I even have a photo of a baby Nathan, all of MAYBE one, naked in the ER being diagnosed with Pneumonia. I mean really... but the picture above.. that one takes the prize.