I've now been scrapping for 17 months. I've been scrapping "for real" (read "non-CM" style) since February. Six months. My life is forever changed because of these last 6 months. It is better - so much better because of this hobby. I'm the last person that I would call creative. I'm shocked that I'm doing a "craft." How did this happen to me? And, why did it take so long? So, I'm looking back at my first "for real" pages. And thinking about why scrapping MATTERS so much to me. It's just a hobby. It's just a craft. Why can't I sleep at night for all of the designs going through my head if it's just a hobby? If it's just a craft? Why do some layouts bring me to tears? Why do other people's layouts bring me joy? And bring me to tears? It's not the pictures. It's not the designs. It's not even the pretty paper. It's the words. It's the words that MATTER. It's the stories. It's my stories. It's your stories. It's the words that MATTER. So, keep writing down the words. Keep telling the stories.
**alert to my readers: very, very bad LO pic to follow**