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Aug242009

"He Called Her Pooh" by Stacey

Hi again. Hope you had a good weekend! Today we have our final layout to share for this challenge (for various reasons, it didn't go up with the rest on the first day, though I've added it there now). Without further ado, here are Stacey's layout and thoughts:

The journaling on this layout is from my blog entry the day he died. I don’t know how I had the time or motivation to write this, but I obviously felt like it was important...and now that I think back, I can remember sitting at the computer, typing this into TypePad, and crying. It had been a long, hard day with no sleep the night before, and I had spent the day making funeral arrangements with my Mom and other family members. I remember trying very hard to “be strong” for my Mom all through that day. I really had to “disconnect” to accomplish this. By the time I got home, I must have really needed to just let myself “feel.” I wrote this very short, intense little blog entry and I cried alone. Scared. Feeling very much like a little child. Clinging to my faith. Alone but not.

The challenge this week is “Lyrics,” and my layout doesn’t contain any. But it’s inspired by the song that gave my Dad his nickname for me. I don’t know that I ever heard him actually sing the Winnie the Pooh song, but it always reminds me of him because he had called me Pooh since I was too young to remember. No one but my Dad did it. Now I'm trying to remember if he ever called me by my name. I’m sure he did.

The photo I used is on the layout three times. I would have preferred three different photos of the same moment, but I don’t have them, so I just used what I had!

(Okay, last time...don't forget that your own projects need to be linked up under the original challenge post. To be eligible for the awesome Prism prize, you need to link us up by August 25th. That's tomorrow, folks. We'll announce the random winner on Wednesday!)

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Reader Comments (6)

Wow, Stacey! Your journaling is so powerful. I love that you used the same photo three times. It adds a lot of impact to your story.

August 24, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterLisa Swift

Gorgeous layout...

Oh my... I also had to help my mom when my Dad died... Now I am crying!! I had to help her pick out a coffin, and sit her downand help with the obituary... She broke down.. I was strong. I held her...
Then, that night, I curled up in a ball, in the room that I had as a girl, with a teddy bear that I still have. I was in my mid 20's, and bought the teddy bear when my Dad was diagnosed with Cancer...

My kids know the Teddy Bear is called Grandpa Bear - they never met my father...

Anyway, thanks for sharing and listening....

August 24, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterAndi Sexton (RrlScrapGal)

Very moving layout, Stacey ... the emotion is so raw, yet comes through in your journaling.

August 24, 2009 | Unregistered Commenterjen

Having lost both my parents prematurely, and having used scrapbooking to work through my grief (because it IS work), I can appreciate some of what you're expressing. Especially poignant to me because my daddy loved to watch classic Winnie The Pooh with me and my sister, and although he didn't call me Pooh, he did call me "Punky" and would sing to me a little song he made up about his "Punky Pie." I think I need to add another page to his album.

August 25, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterDeb

Beautiful LO! Until you mentioned it, I didn't even notice that you used the same pic 3 times! I just was so moved by your journaling.

August 28, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterLiz

I remember this from your blog, Stacey. It was/is such a touching tribute.

August 28, 2009 | Unregistered Commenterelizabeth

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