Something I think people have lost is the art of physical crafting. Journaling, painting, drawing, scrapbooking, printing pictures at CVS, keeping a physical calendar and a notebook for creating lists. See for me, I get my kicks and giggles from obtaining new pens and paper. It feels like Christmas every time. I love it. I love that I can hold it in my hands.
One thing that I always keep in mind is "will my kids love to look back through my things and read my writings and see my framed pictures like I do with my parents belongings? " I want to be able to explain stories to them and let them know more about who I was before being their mom. I don't want to hand them a phone and tell them to scroll. That is not how memories are saved, let alone how heirlooms are created.
AI will be the death of art. I HATE it. Strongly. I have never once used it because I am stubborn and I refuse.
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