As I sit down to write this blog, I’m filled with a sense of purpose and nostalgia. Ever since I was a young girl, I’ve been a collector of memories, a habit I inherited from my mother. She was always there with her camera, capturing every Kodak moment, from the days of reel-to-reel to the latest digital devices. This passion for preserving our family’s history has been passed down through generations, and now I find myself the custodian of a treasure trove of memories. I’ve become the keeper of not just my own experiences, but also those of my grandmothers, safeguarding their letters, postcards, and countless mementos. There’s an immense…