A few weeks ago, when the ToT post was a list of our favorite Christmas Cookies, I called my sister to see if she had Mom's recipe handy and could read it to me (I was in the office). She was just wrapping a package she intended to put in the post to us, which we found a fun coincidence. The second reason I'd called was to see if she could send my father's black photo album back to me, as it was filled (mostly) with pictures of my early childhood.
As we talked on the phone my sister checked her photo albums (very organized is she) and didn't find it there, but she did remember seeing it. She thought Dad might still have it, or maybe one of our other sisters (I have many) had it. The last thing I wanted was for this album to go missing as my dad had taken so many pictures of my mom, his friends, and of me (his first born).
A few days later, my sister called and I could hear excitement in her voice. She'd been looking for a lost box of Christmas ornaments and run across a box with "family" written on the side. Inside was the photo album. I was SO relieved. We talked of ways of sharing the pictures and who should house it for the long haul (me!). She spent the first few days of 2013 scanning photos and sending a few to the family. She is making discs for everyone else, but she'll send the album to me! I can't wait to see this treasure and hold it in my hands again. I'll share it with you when it arrives!