It’s been more than three months since I have been a full time home maker. As the cliche goes, it’s tiring but quite fulfilling.
I am honestly surprised on how it gives me so much time to think and catch up on movies, sitcoms and drama series. Hahaha!
On the thinking part, sometimes, I do mundane things and it reminds me of happenings in the past; but mostly on people who are really important to me. I’ve been this way ever since the lost of our beloved house help Ate Vic. When she suddenly died, there were so many things I wanted to tell her and so many things I wanted to know about her difficult life. This got me thinking about mortality and how fleeting our time here on earth, and that the people we leave behind might not have gotten enough of who we truly are and how important they are to us. Bottom line, I want to show appreciation to the people who touched my life by documenting the memories I remember of them. Letting them know I didn’t forget.
So this got me thinking on setting up another blog. The problem is, a blog doesn’t really suffice my needs – categorizing my blog entries won’t do it for me when writing about someone more than one time. Example, I remember my late Lola Clarit when I cook tosino so i’ll write about that. Then later, maybe i’ll remember her again, when I comb my little girl’s hair (it hurt when she does mine when i was little), so i’ll write another entry about it. The only way to view entries of one person is through the blog category but all entries are mixed up and presented linearly.
Another problem of setting up a blog for my bits of memories of the people in my life, is that when i write about someone, it won’t show my relationship to that person (e.g. aunt, neighbor) or the profile of that person. The entry should only be about the memory, not introducing that person over and over again every time. Then lastly, why blog just won’t do? It doesn’t show the connection to the people i write about in a big picture. In short, blog doesn’t build family tree.
From time to time, I research on what should I use for this little project of mine. I felt it’s sayang to just post here the bits of memories and it will just be burried with all of my other entries archive chronologically. For sometime now, I didn’t found any. I just let these fond memories (e.g. when my best friend lost her phone on our vacation, how my tito showed me the ropes on drinking
) ) be queued in my mind until I can find the web application that I want to store and share these memories in.
A few hours back, when the kids were once again hogging the computers, I watched a few TED talks on my phone. Then I stumbled into Adam Ostrow: After your final status update, a talk that discussed about what to do with all our digital information/memories when we pass. The talk made a lot of points. What happens to all these digitized diaries, pictures, videos and other memories we felt important to write about when the user is no longer there? I am now deviated from my original point, but going back, I got a really good tip from this talk on where to bank and share these pieces of memories (archived per person and builds family tree). – 1000memories.com.
I finally found it!
In 1000 Memories i can create profiles for the people I want to write stories about. The connection I have with these people can be seen in a tree structure. I can add pictures, videos, quotes, documents, stories, etc. that reminded me of them.
This got me really excited that it got me to wake up at 2:30am when it’s peaceful here and and write this very long blog about it.
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For now, I just registered and set-up the family tree (up to my grandparents). Downloaded their phone app Shoebox for “scanning” old photos to archive (i think it’s just taking picture of picture). Now I want to go home to “scan” photos. If only, I can imagine myself going through all those albums just gathering dust at home. I am so excited to fill the tree with family and add friends so every time they cross my mind with a bit of story from the past, I just can write them on my 1000 Memories account.