I was given this scrapbook for my 50th birthday from Jordan. She purchased it, sent out pages to a few of my most special friends and family members....then held Chuck and Will hostage until they did a page...and put it all back together. It is the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for me. Really. For each of you that did a page, I want you to know how much it means to me. I am not sure how to really express my gratitude....because it is so deep and sentimental and overwhelming. We all lead such busy lives and just the thought that this was put "on your plate" and you completed it and sent it back means the world to me. Take a peak at some of the pages....you won't be able to see the detail, but you will get an idea of how wonderful it is.
The book.....
Me...from a baby to a bride to a mom.
Mama's page...
The one who gave me life....my mama. She is a very talented person. Her craft of choice these days is paper so her pages were wonderful. She even made me a mini banner......for celebrating my first half-century. Thank you for always making me my very own pumpkin pie for my "birthday cake."
Sheila's page...
Sheila, my partner in crime in kindergarten at Birkes. We spent alot of time laughing on the job. When I transferred to a new school, Sheila and I made a promise to keep in touch. And I can honestly say, we have. We meet about every 6 weeks for dinner and non-stop conversation. I love finding new friends at this time in my life because it reminds me how life is still full of good surprises.
Karen's page...
Karen Lea, my craftiest friend. We have known each other since our oldest children were in elementary school...back when little girls wore big bows in their hair. Karen's little girl's bows were as big as Jordan and Cameron's bows. I knew I liked her when I saw that! She is a talented artist and has the most generous spirit. Karen and I pick up where we left off each time we see each other....even if it's been a year. Recently we took a girls' trip...after talking about it for 8 years. Hopefully we can make it an annual event.
Barbara's page...
My cousin, Barbara from McKinney....she and I really got to know one another as adults, when I spent time in Dallas with my cousin Paul. Paul died of pancreatic cancer in February of 2004. I was one of his caregivers in the last weeks of his life and Barbara and her husband, Jim, were my light in those dark days. Our fathers were brothers and although they were very different (in their career choices, political beliefs and personalities) they were both good men and wonderful fathers to us and husbands to our moms. Barbara and I feel very connected.
Catha's page...
My sweet, sweet sister, Catha. The wind beneath my wing....the one who TRIED to keep me out of trouble...always. She is in my earliest memory and in all of my fondest ones. She was the brains and I was the MOUTH. Still that way. Thank you for my pages and for my birthday celebration.
Chuck's page...
Chuck.....the husband. Writing under duress....never scrapbooked before. Probably won't scrapbook again any time soon. Thank you Jordan for making him do a page. Chuck and I just celebrated 24 years of marriage. If I told him to make me a scrapbook of our marriage, he probably would. Heehee
Will's page...
Will.....Baby Will as we like to call him. Also held against his will to do this page....but I am so glad he was. His sarcastic wit is all over it....and some sentiment, too. Thank you for drawing the stick figures of our family. I haven't had one of those pictures in years.
Cameron's page...
Cameron....this one is my mouth and Chuck's brain. Look out world, she will take you by storm. I have enjoyed listening to her talk since she was 10 months old. If you ever want to hear the real details about how something "went down"....Cameron's the one to ask. In fact, moms used to call me to get the real story from Cameron about something that happened at school. She has the bluest eyes in Texas and I love staring at them.
Jordan's page...
Jordan....the idea girl, the operations and production manager of the whole thing. You will never know how much this means to me. I love you. My first thought when I saw you in the delivery room, was "how did this incredibly cute, tan baby come out of me?" And now I think, "How did this incredibly cute girl grow up so fast?" You are a blessing from above....and I never forget that. I love your handwriting and your words. I have missed having you near while you are in Arizona....but I am so proud of your adventurous spirit.
can you go look at this and tell me what the brand is?
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