Storytelling Sunday- a memory preserved.

I'm not much of a storyteller......unlike Sian who tells wonderful stories........and writes thought provoking posts.......and wants us to join in 'Storytelling Sunday here.

I scrapbook happy events......birthday events.....holiday events.....momentous events.......christmas events.......I never scrapbook sad events.

Of course........this means I'm only telling half the story........only preserving half the memories.

I came across this photo.......a happy day......but it brought back sad memories......and reminded me of a little story.

The story is about my youngest daughter and my youngest brother......it's a scrapbook page for her......to go in her album.......to preserve her memories.

The journaled story reads-

'When this picture was taken, Andrew was already dying - a happy day in Johnny's garden- was the last photo of us all together. You were 6 when he died,Holly - and for months after you would sometimes wake at night crying - and you'd say "I'm sad about Andrew" or "I miss Andrew" or "I wish Andrew was here"

Gran had told you that he was now a star in the sky watching over us - and we would go to the window, and you'd look up at the stars, and point to one and say "That's Andrew looking down on us" and then you'd go back to bed and back to sleep.

I hope you never forget him'

A memory preserved