One of my favorite parts about being creative is the act of documenting life as it happens. 

I like to read old journals/scrapbooks and relive my memories twice.  Sometimes I come upon old notebooks with a couple of pages of notes about my life at the time and it's just plain interesting.  A lot of the time, I don't even remember writing them, but something on that page will trigger a memory. 

I like to dream that, one day, Aiden will read through the scrapbooks I've put together about him and he'll smile at them, reading about his early years and how his mama saw and interpreted his life.