For a heritage album I am making

Friendship by Traci Murphy
Everyday Overlays by Corina Nielsen
Orange Stitching; Always Friends by Amy Melniczenko
round alpha; Remember Me by Sarah Bennett
Tape and paper clip; Totally Attached by Designs by Leah
journaling font- MTF Wulan by Miss Tiina
Font "My" MTF Frozen Solid by Miss Tiina
1942 Report

In case you want to read the journalling~

Journaling reads: I grew up at 7900 Hale Way in White City. My parents purchased the house when I was about three years old, and I lived there until right before my sixteenth birthday. I remember feeling like a little piece of me was left there when we moved. I learned how to ride a bike on the street outside my house, my first slumber party was there in my family room, and my brother and I built lots of forts under the dining room table and under the hide-a-bed couch. I loved sitting up at the breakfast bar in the kitchen chatting with my mom as she cooked, or sitting there on Saturday mornings with my brother when we got to eat "sugary cereal" because it wasn't a school day. We used the breakfast bar stools as pretend ice cream trucks by turning them on their side and walking around the house "driving" in between the stool's rungs. We did lots of pretending and enjoyed imagining what life would be like when we were grown ups. In the backyard was a sandbox, a swing set, and a little playhouse. We raided the garden and played quite a bit on our slip 'n slide in the summer. In the winder sometimes our backyard would flood and then later freeze so my brother, our friends, and I would "ice skate" on our frozen yard and we talked about how we should sell tickets to our own private ice skating rink. We knew the neighborhood like the back of our hands. We rode our bikes all over the place- to the school to play, to the store for candy, to the fields to ride on the dirt trails.... I have lots of happy memories in that house. There were some difficult times there too. Life wasn't always easy and fun, but as I got older I had the ability to look back and recognize that the challenging times were times that allowed for personal growth. Sometimes God protects us from the hard times, but other times He allows us to experience times of trouble so we can learn more about ourselves and Him. I was so proud of our home. I look at these old photos and see a small house with old fashioned decor, but when I was a child I thought my home was beautiful and perfect in every way. They say "Your home is your castle," and that was true for my childhood home.