I seem to be noticing lots of links to my Project Life lately.
This week Scrappi Sandi sent me an email that contained this saying.
A birth certificate shows you were born.
A death certificate shows you have died.
A photo album shows you have lived.
I stored it away in my little brain. Then we received a phone call out of the blue from my cousin that my Aunt had died on Sunday, unexpectedly. I sent him this lovely image of my Dad and my Aunt at my Sisters wedding. It was the last time they saw each other, as my dad was terminally ill at the time. You would never know from the image that he was on his third cycle of chemotherapy.
So that saying is really the truth. I feel sorry for people who don’t take the time to capture theirs and others short time on Earth.
I had lunch with my friend Judith the next day. I took some photos of us, even though I told her that I thought a photo of my Aunt would be used in my Project life for that day.
She asked me later what image I had used? That's the great thing about Project Life, you have artistic licence to put the images where you want. In years to come no one, even me won’t remember what happened on what day. So Project Life can be just a representation of my life now.
You never know from day to day , week to week what will happen in your life. I mean read my next post. That's a perfect example.
So all you lucky people here in Europe, are now able to get your hands on the last remaining Project Life's here . You won’t have to empty an entire suitcase like I had to, to get it home from the States. (blog post here.)
It certainly has turned out to be an interesting, thought provoking project.