My son left on his mission this week (https://www.mormon.org/me/643G/Zach — the “about me section is old, but the rest has been updated), & if we are Facebook or Instagram friends, u may have seen a post & a scrapbook page I made about it! I am often asked about my memory now-a-days. It is 100% in tact, but when I had my stroke, while I did not loose my memories, it is like the “bridge to memory land” was burned…so many of my memories are triggered. Luckily I’m an avid journal writer & scrapbooker. I never dreamed that I’d profit by doing these things, but I have!
I am in the process of re-reading my old journals, & it has been an interesting process. I began writing just because I was told to, & became more frequent a writer because I wished that my anscestors had kept journals, so I had a connection to them, but since they hadn’t, I decided to keep mine for my future posterity… I thought that was it. But as I re-read things, I can see the Lord’s hand in my life 20 some years ago, preparing me for people & events in my life today! & as I read, I feel that my stroke was no accident!
Scrapbooking provides me with the pictures that accompany the stories I write about. (& if u like to look at my scrapbook pages, I added some new pictures of traditional pages I have recently made for Zach & Jessie). Pre-stroke, I slowed down on making pages that might involve more than 1 kid…I wasn’t quite sure how to do it until scanners became so big in the scrapbooking world, & now that “the stars have aligned”, I have worked on finishing Zach’s baby book, & then I did Sophia’s baby book–I had never scrap booked my baby book for Sophia, the one kid who scrapbooks & would appreciate a scrapbook. (Soph has seen her book & seen Zach & Jessie’s nearly finished baby scrapbooks, & though she has never said a word, it has always bothered me that her scrapbook wasn’t made!) Now it’s Jessie’s turn…
After my stroke, I tried traditional scrapbooking on several occasions, but often felt discouraged or frustrated unless I “dumbed it down.” It’s just so hard to explain the picture in my mind! So I was thrilled to discover digital scrapbooking, cuz I could do my hobby without any help or need to explain the “picture” in my mind, & it was only up to my own abilities to see “my picture” come to pass! However, I still had all those pages I had organized to do. My mom gave me a glimmer of hope: she began scanning all of my scrapbook supplies & preparing them for me to use on digital pages–a huge job (which I appreciated SO much, cuz I’d been trying to do it myself, but with my double vision, it took me hours to do what should take me minutes, & I couldn’t see me scrapbooking traditionally very much in the future, so I might as well use what I had bought!) That took care of everything after the year 2004 (when I had my stroke), but I still wanted to somehow traditionally scrapbook at least Sophia’s baby book. I decided to give Angie a shot, anticipating to really “dumb it down”, since she doesn’t scrapbook. But, boy, was I in for a surprise!
I don’t know if Angie just thinks like me, so she “gets” the picture in my head, or if it’s cuz I don’t allow myself to fully form a picture in my mind, so I’m not disappointed (I have been working on my OCD & anxiety, & it helps if I don’t let my OCD take charge) or if it’s both: But I will give Angie a basic idea, then just let her do her thing, & tell her to “make it awesome”, & she does exactly what I’d do! ( For example, when Sophia was a baby, I came up with an idea for a Cracker Jack scrapbook page, so pre-stroke I scanned all the stuff from a Cracker Jack box, & kept the wrapper–yes, I held onto that trash for 12 years! The idea was a fuzzy picture now & I wasn’t sure how the page would work, but I did my best to tell Angie my jumbled thoughts, & then she said she’d find a way to make it happen! The page she made is exactly how I would’ve made the fuzzy picture clear in my mind!) Additionally, since I had journaled about the things I was scrapbooking, I could scan it, & still include my handwriting on the pages!
In the past it wasn’t necessarily the people who helped me that made it harder, I just have evolved in 2 major ways: 1. I’m a control freak, & I’ve needed to learn how to let go, realizing there are more ways than 1 way to do things, & the other ways may even be better than my way. 2. My stroke affected my ability to process & use words well to express myself. It didn’t take away my ability to communicate, just “slowed it down”. (For example, when I think I’ve written a post, I wait about 24 hours, so it can “stew”/process. Usually I think of corrections &/or additions. Often, I recall more “colorful” words, fill in the “blanks,” & re-arrange things to make more sense). However, I don’t have time to process when someone is helping me that instant! I’ve given in to that, which has been easier to do, since my helper just happens to have the talents & abilities that have helped me to evolve!