JillW
Sweet Shoppe SugarBabe
For several weeks I just couldn’t bring myself to scrapbook. I felt like my creative mojo had completely disappeared. Early last week I finally told myself I was going to sit down and scrap — no excuses.
Once I started, it felt like a huge weight lifted off my shoulders. Not because I felt guilty for not scrapping, but because I remembered how much joy it brings me. There’s just something about the process — choosing the photos, putting everything together, and seeing the finished page — that makes me genuinely happy.
Have you ever lost your creative spark for a while and then had it come back? What does that feel like for you when it finally returns?
Once I started, it felt like a huge weight lifted off my shoulders. Not because I felt guilty for not scrapping, but because I remembered how much joy it brings me. There’s just something about the process — choosing the photos, putting everything together, and seeing the finished page — that makes me genuinely happy.
Have you ever lost your creative spark for a while and then had it come back? What does that feel like for you when it finally returns?