When you think of scrapbooking what comes to mind? Beautiful pages with perslicely placed pictures? Hours upon hours of work put into one page? For many it means different things. I started scrapbooking when my daughter Lily was born. I did it to create something beautiful for her to have. I journaled some. And I am grateful for the books I have made for her. Timmy has a scrapbook for his first year that is not complete but I found great comfort in journaling about his time in the hospital. William has a scrapbook for the first three months of his life. My goal is to work on it some more! Right now I am working on a scrapbook that has good memories but also brings along with it grief and heartbreak. Why would someone want to put themselves through that when it would be easier to put the pictures in boxes? If I were to do that I would not receive healing from the hurt. You see Walt Disney World is the last great memory of us all together (minus) Josh. There are happy pictures. My ex MIL is in the pictures. It would be sooooo much easier to cut her out. The hurt would be gone but I choose to leave her in because my boys love her and she was part of that memory for them. I encourage you if you have photos that bring hurt, dig them out allow the emotions to surface and scrapbook them. It will bring healing and you’ll be writing your story!!