Having printed memories is important. Plain and simple. Don’t let your photo discs sit around collecting dust. Don’t let years of digital negatives clutter external drives, instead of adding life in physical albums. I implore you pay attention to what I’m saying because I’m guilty of digital dust-collecting too… but all that has changed. Albums have been and continue to be designed. Life is short, it’s precious and after snuggling with my daughter on the couch, looking through my baby photo album, it became more than crystal clear I’ve fallen too far behind in my own family’s memories. Call it a professional hazard. Call it procrastination. Whatever you call it, I’m calling that part of it all, quits. I can’t wait for my children to see what’s en route. I can’t wait for memories to come alive, for experiences to be re-lived and for events to become tangible, all over again.