Earlier I was fretting about money. One of my children needs some tutoring and it is going to cost some. He needs it and deserves it - I hate to see him struggle. We will make it work, absolutely.
My second thought, after being relieved to find a way to help my child, was, "I need to make some money." Who doesn't? So admittedly, I came back to my Legacy Republic business as a way to earn some extra income by helping my friends and family reclaim their family memories that are trapped in the attic or front closet.
And as usual, I received much more than that - I reclaimed some of my own.
I watched my mom pregnant with me, and watched myself as a baby. My Gramp and Nana were there, playing with Baby Amy. I watched some more and although her image was faded with age, my beloved Grandma appeared, joyful and smiling, just as I always remember her. My Aunt Nancy singing "Little Bunny Foo-Foo," my first friend Jillaine, and suddenly my baby brother, too. Friends, the swimming pool, and my beautiful mom with her 1972 hairstyle. All we did was send in some reel-to-reel movies and Legacy Republic put together this beautiful memory collage for us.
Suddenly the money spent on tutoring doesn't really matter. God has blessed us with so much - especially each other. Now my daughter begging me to go play outside with her didn't make me think, "Ugh, not now," my movie reminded me that she would look back on blowing bubbles in the backyard with warmth and love for me and for her childhood. (Yes, I took a video with my cell phone.)
Memories matter. These movies matter. They remind us of what's really important! They'll decay in the closet and they'll decay in our minds unless we preserve them. Ask me how - I want you to feel this. And if I help one person it will be worth it. Maybe it will be you! I'd love it.
