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This is the acutal layout that had to be mailed in with our MMM entries. I am more sad about not getting this one back than I am about not winning the contest.

Journaling reads
The journaling reads:
Throughout my childhood our family moved many times due to my
father's career. By the time I was in high school we had lived in 4
different states and 7 homes, but no matter how long we lived in a
single location my mother always made our house a `home'. By adding
personal touches such as, pictures, mementos, and family heirlooms I
always felt warm, safe, and comfortable in any house we lived in.
Although each house was different my parents brought a sense of
stability by maintaining routines and traditions. For as long as I
live I will always remember the joy of the Christmas in our home.
My mother decorated each room, and we always had a huge Christmas
tree filled with ornaments my brother and I made through the years.
Christmas morning was full of wonder and surprise. We were not
always in the same house but there was always a familiar feeling of
being `home' for the holidays.

After graduating from high school I moved again to start college.
Over the next 6 years I would live in another 4 states and 8
different apartments. During this time I lost the sense of comfort
and security of having a place to call home. I tried to keep my
possessions to a minimum to make the next move easier. This
prevented me from adding those personal touches that make a house
a `home'. I had no sense of attachment to the places where I lived.

In the summer of 1996 things were about to change my live for good.
It was at that time I started dating Jim and over the next six
months we grew very close. Toward the end of the year Jim and I
both had career opportunities in San Jose, California and decided to
move. So once again I was packing my bags for another move, but
this move would be very different. With this move I would finally
have what I had longed for years to have, a home of my very own.

It has now been almost ten years since we moved to San Jose, and
both Jim and I still find immense joy being at home. I finally have
a place to keep my great grandmothers crystal, our handmade Indian
pottery, the quilts my grandmother has made for us, and many
pictures of our loved ones. It is truly a home filled with family
history, memories, and most of all love. My home is a place that
brings me great joy and comfort.

Materials:
Chatterbox PP and wood frame
Prism Cardstock
Scrapworks fabric letters
MM stamps


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