During the winter months, I would turn my creative outlet to scrapbooking. I would spend hours designing a layout for my pictures and in choosing a color scheme. I would also include a well thought journal entry describing the happy event. I love the way the books looked sitting on my shelf. Multi-color bindings each marked with its year in bold numbers, holding between its cover the year’s fondest memories. The books stop at the year 2008 as if to say good days ended here, which of course, is not true.