Making My Heritage Wall

I love Pictures!  Since I was a child, I have LOVED pictures.  My grandmother had a wall in her home where she had a small photo gallery of family photos.  I would look at that wall and think how those pictures made me feel like home.

My own picture obsession over the years has become legendary in my family.  I spent so much money the years my oldest girls were young buying and developing film so that I could take massive photos of my children.  It wasn't until the youngest was a year old that I received a digital camera.  That was a GREAT day!  Suddenly I could take all the pictures I wanted, and delete the blurry ones.

For years I wanted to put up a Heritage Wall.  I just couldn't do it properly with the horrible cement and plaster walls in our old place.  We've been in our new place for nearly a year now, and after all that time, I was so excited to make a wonderful Heritage Wall.  I made a nice wall of my daughters in my living room, but when it came to the Heritage Wall, I totally froze.

For my birthday, my beautiful daughter bought me a couple of collage frames.  MONTHS later, I was staring at those frames, kicking myself for not actually putting together my Heritage Wall.  The blank wall in the hallway mocked me.  Pinterest (which is sure to make you feel guilty if you look too much) was full of beautiful Heritage Walls.

I spent Saturday going through pictures and buying some extra frames.  Then, I sorted pictures more and bought more frames.  I thought I had a great start for Sunday.

After church on Sunday, I decided to get help.  I love designing, but hanging never goes the way I want.  My husband graciously volunteered to help.  We spent the next few hours, including another run to the store for a couple more frames, hanging pictures.

I HAVE MY HERITAGE WALL!!!

I love it.  It feels like home.  It reminded me a bit of my Grandmother's wall, but the pictures are (mostly) ones I've taken or had taken.  I have pictures of my grandparents, my parents, my sisters, my in-laws.  I have pictures of my girls all through their growing up years.  I have my beautiful oldest girl on her wedding day.  I have the picture of my husband and I taken on for our fifteenth anniversary.  It is a special wall of black frames and memories.

I may have created a monster with the husband.  He likes it so much he thinks we should do the other side of the hall (mua ha ha).