Sifting Through Memories

I’m still temporarily out of work but I’m actually busier now than I was when I was working. Early in the morning I get up to pick my sister up from work. When I get home, before the kids wake up I begin sewing masks. My kids have no sort of schedule right now, I let them sleep in every day. They wake up when they’re ready to. My youngest usually comes rushing down within an hour or so after I get up. A few times he has slept until about nine in the morning but typically he is awake before eight. He and I spend some quiet time alone, reading or talking. Then he starts on his school work and I sew some more. If I have to run my daughter to work, I do that. I take breaks to spend time with my kids but Wyatt will come help me sew. He removes the pins, snips the threads, he’s learning to iron, and is about ready to start sewing. We are enjoying our time together.

This past week while I was on my grocery trip I saw scrapbooking kits on clearance for five dollars! I was excited because I was looking for something for the kids to do and I have recently acquired several hundred photos, newspaper clippings, letters, postcards, and other important memorabilia. I purchased several of these kits along with some extra scrapbooking materials. I see future gifts getting ready to be made!!

Last night I started on a gift for my parents. Their anniversary is coming up and I am going to fill one of those scrapbooks up for them. I found some old song lyrics my dad had written years ago, I have several photos of them and their life together. I recently learned of a memento my mom kept from their first date. I know where it is and hope that I can figure out a way to get it, make a copy of it, and get it into their scrapbook so its ready before their anniversary. Wouldn’t that be a lovely thing to open and see the first page in the scrapbook would be the thing that started their love story? Maybe when I go to drop off some food for them I can sneak it out of the house so I can make a copy of it. It’s a program from a Christmas concert that my dad took my mom to. Their first date was a daylong event. They went to the concert, went ice skating, and then out to eat at a restaurant I have never heard of. I will be finding the name out and see if I can find a picture of it online to put into the scrapbook for them as well.

I love looking through all of these old papers and photographs. There are so many memories and wonderful feelings that come with it. I’m sure my parents will love this little gift. It isn’t costing much buy my time but it is a labor of love and I know it will be appreciated.

How are you spending your time in isolation?

About Angela Schroeder

Angela Schroeder is a single mother of three. She was born and raised in Iowa in a river town known for its pearl buttons. Having four siblings, she never lacked for someone to play with. As she grew older, she found herself pulled into books and writing more and more. Her parents are her heroes, her siblings her confidants and tormentors, and her children are a wonderful blessing. Church is important to her children and her. They enjoy the friendships they’ve made with the people there. Writing has always been a passion. Her first experience was in fifth grade when she went to a one-day writing conference. After that she knew it was something she wanted to pursue.
This entry was posted in Miscellaneous. Bookmark the permalink.

12 Responses to Sifting Through Memories

  1. Patricia Kiyono says:

    I made a scrapbook for my parents’ fiftieth wedding anniversary and they absolutely loved it! I’m sure your parents will, too. I haven’t scrapbooked since we had to start staying at home, but when I run out of fabric for masks, hospital gowns, pillow cases, and quilts, maybe I’ll go back to scrapbooking and card-making.

    Liked by 1 person

    • My daughter just ordered a cricut for me for Mother’s Day. I’m excited to see what I can make with that.
      I found I have to take breaks from sewing or I get a knot in my shoulder and it will hurt to move my shoulder and neck. My mom keep sending material with me from her stash. she says she doesn’t sew anymore (can’t see as well as she used to) so I may as well use it for masks,

      Liked by 1 person

  2. Jeff Salter says:

    very cool to find those old song lyrics of your dad’s.
    I love looking through old photos. However, most of the ones we have are snapshots, usually poorly framed, with the subject in the distance and out of focus. And, of course, almost all are B&W.

    Liked by 2 people

  3. Sounds wonderful, Angie. I just started making masks myself yesterday.
    I seriously have thousands of photos spanning several generations. Some years ago I decided that the family members who were in the direct bloodline of people in photos needed to have them, Then I decided that I didn’t need every out-of-focus or multiple shots, and I decided to frame to put the pix into albums.After a while, I have to stop the work; it is probably time to get back to it soon.However, it’s now mask-making time!

    Like

  4. For me, this time of staying at home isn’t much different than what I’ve already been doing. Most days, I start in writing after the morning chores are done, and I keep writing all day between other chores. The difference now is that I don’t do any errands. The only time I spend outside the house is in my gardens. Arnie does all the errands because I don’t do well with anything covering my face (Probably because of my sinus problems). Never, have I been able to wear any kind of mask or even cover my face at night with a blanket. But I’m happy to just keep doing what I’m supposed to be doing. After all this is over, I’m sure people will have discovered all kinds of hobbies and occupations they’ll want to keep working on.

    Liked by 1 person

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s