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Saturday
17Oct2009

"I Wish I Could" by Lisa

DateSaturday, October 17, 2009 at 6:00AM

Here's Lisa...

This was the most difficult challenge for me yet. I didn't even want to think about it at first, then my mind starting swirling with too many ideas. Finally I got to thinking about the page, putting the embellishments but not the journaling on, and finally just facing it and getting it done. : ) Now that's it done, I'm glad I got my feelings down.

Journaling reads:
I talk to you in my head, in my dreams, and even out loud. What I’d really like to do though, is to be able to talk to you on the phone or in person, like we used to. I ache to be able to pick up the phone and hear your voice on the other end. I want to be able to open my front door and see you standing there with a smile on your face, eager to play with Alexa. I have so many questions I never had the chance to ask you and now I never will. I wish I could ask you why I stopped dancing. I wish we could talk about the challenges I face as a mother. How did you do it with four girls? I want to know how you felt after Grammy died. Why didn’t I ask? Why didn’t I realize what a hole her passing would have left in your life. I want to call you up to ask if you’d like to explore the area with me and find some bakeries to try. It was always about the food. I wish Alexa could sleep over at your house. I wish she could call you right now to see if you would like to buy some Girl Scout cookies. So many wishes, not enough answers...

 
Don't forget to link us up to your own creations for this challenge under the original challenge post by October 25 for your chance to win an October kit from Scrapbooking From the Inside Out, okay? Okay. :)

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Reader Comments (3)

This is beautiful, Lisa ... I find myself asking so many questions that I wish I had asked when I had the chance, too. (((hugs)))

October 17, 2009 | Unregistered Commenterjen

Oh, Lisa! This is beautiful. The journaling touched my heart. I love the colors you used and that photo is absolutely priceless.

October 17, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterMarti

What a wonderful layout! Your journaling is so touching. I love all your embellies! They just make this layout scream Mom.

October 19, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterBrenda

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