Not too sure what to say in this post ~ or, where Scrapbookers Bubble Bath will go from here:
SBB's birth came at a time when my life was changing. I saw a legacy and knew a story that needed to be recorded before it was too late. I wanted to help others, as well as myself, be sure to capture the stories and leave the legacy of the past generations for the ones in the future.
Last week, my mom, the one I saw fading, wrote the final words in HER legacy, and ran into the wide open arms of her loving Savior.
My heart is broken at the loss. I have lost the woman who once was my best friend. She was my rock for so many years. She was an amazing woman, who, literally changed eternity for so many.
I must say, the albums I have created up to this point have been a such a treasure this last week. Never, in a million years, would I have dreamed how much the completed pages and recorded words would have meant. Those pages have provided so much healing ~ as I am sure any scrapbooker who has lost a loved one would tell you.
I don't know how to explain it girls, except that our drive to get these albums completed and stories recorded really do have a purpose. And, not until those albums are sitting on our laps, in moments as mine this last week, will we realize how thankful we are to ourselves for our passion. This isn't just our hobby, it is a place to laugh and cry, an avenue to spread His Word, a place for loved ones to rest and remember, a salve for broken hearts, and, maybe, even, someone's path to eternity.
Oh sweetie, my heart breaks for your loss. I'm so grateful that you have the Lord, many happy memories, and your albums to help you through. You can see your work as a tribute to your mother, and the lessons she taught you and others whom she met throughout her life here on earth. You can also rest in the knowledge that the things you have given and shared in your own life must surely have been a source of pride and satisfaction to your mom. My thoughts and prayers are with you and your family during this time of mourning, while you also triumph in the knowledge that your mother is with her Father in heaven. Love, Leslie Anne
Posted by: Leslie Anne McCoy | March 14, 2010 at 12:17 PM