30 years from now, it won’t matter how much money I made or how clean my house was. It won’t matter that sometimes I let the dishes sit in the sink for too long or that we had frozen pizza three times in one week. What will matter was how we spent our time together as a family and what we learned from one another. It will matter how many hugs and kisses we gave our kids and that they saw how much Mommy and Daddy love each other. It will matter that I took the time to write our story, from beginning to end and everything in between. This is why I scrapbook. I scrap the good and the bad, the happy and the sad. I scrap our triumphs and the moments that made us tough enough to reach that goal. I scrap who I was, who I am, and who I want to be. I scrap our everyday moments and our extraordinary moments. Ali refers to herself as a life artist, I think of myself as a life translator. It’s all about the moments. Our moments. Our memories.