The community of women that I scrapbook with lost our fearless leader Wanda rather suddenly earlier this month. Going out in style, Wanda passed away on National Scrapbook Day. She had just laid her husband to rest a few months earlier after serving as his primary caregiver for several years. We were all looking forward to this new season of Wanda’s life, where she could rest and relax. But that wasn’t part of God’s plan.
Celebrating Wanda
Today I will be attending Wanda’s memorial service. But a few weeks ago, one of her best friends, and a fellow scrapbooker, opened her home to our scrapbooking community, Wanda’s Croppers, to celebrate Wanda and to share stories of her life. It was a beautiful evening with wonderful food accompanied by a champagne toast to her.
We all shared stores about Wanda going back as far as 40 years when she first met her husband, although most of us met her in the past two decades. Tears and laughter intersected as we grieved and celebrated her life.
The Art of Scrapbooking
As a writer who is also passionate about scrapbooking, my blog has become a reflection of both crafts. I spend time searching out just the right image, captioning them when needed and writing stories that I hope inspire and intrigue others. My scrapbooks aren’t just photos stuck to a page; they are stories and works of art. These creative endeavors go hand in hand for me. So Wanda shows up in a small way every time I publish a new post.

Digital scrapbooking page at a retreat with Wanda, courtesy of Jenny, my long-time scrapbooking buddy.
Wanda was a courageous, caring and Godly woman who inspired us to share our legacy and family heritage through the art of scrapbooking. Her legacy touched hundreds if not thousands of people as the passion of storytelling through digital and handmade scrapbooks will be passed down for generations to come. She left a mark on us all.
A Tribute to Wanda
When Wanda’s croppers got together a few weeks ago, I wrote my thoughts down on paper in advance. Below is my tribute to Wanda from what I shared that night. I hope it gives you some inspiration to consider your legacy and treasure the moments you have with those you love.
“Pedro, May this book serve as a remembrance of the wonderful adventures we shared together in 2010 and mark the start of a summer filled with wonder and awe. Remember—that is what the Lord tells us to do—not to live in the past, but to give us hope for the future and to keep us grounded in His promises. I hope this book serves as a spiritual marker of the wonderful things that God has in store for us if we are open to His leading.”
That is an inscription that I wrote on the inside cover of a digital scrapbook that I gave to Pedro after the first summer he spent with our family. How I toiled over that album. It was my first one with the Creative Memories software. I was rushing at the last minute to upload the files hours before my precious coupon would expire on New Year’s Eve. And Wanda helped me all along the way as she did with subsequent albums as well.
That is what Wanda was all about, helping us to preserve our memories—and our stories. So tonight I want to share with you some of my memories of Wanda and what she meant to me.
First of all, I have to admit that the news of her passing hit me pretty hard—surprisingly so. I didn’t consider myself close friends with Wanda like many of you here are. But I greatly admired her. She was a kind and giving soul.
When Pedro’s CD was released, she was one of the first to buy it. She told me how much she enjoyed playing it on her drives over the mountains. She let me play Pedro’s music and sell it at the crops and retreats. The same was true with my book.
I’ll never forget attending her first Open House when she returned back to Western Washington. She took time out of the event to sit down with me and tell me how moved she was by my story. She actually apologized for not saying something to me sooner. No apology was needed. But she wanted me to know. She wanted to have that connecting time.
When Creative Memories (CM) filed for bankruptcy, I reached out to Wanda to pray for her and for the business. I knew it was her passion and financial provision. None of us wanted CM to close its doors, and we didn’t want Wanda to be cut off from her livelihood. I knew what it was like to be a CM consultant. Back when I started scrapbooking, I signed up to be a CM consultant for a few years.
She worked hard at her business. A former teacher, she was the perfect consultant—always doing crop talks and teaching us new tricks and tips. There was never any hard sell or pressure. She was just interested in keeping us motivated to keep working on our scrapbooks.
Wanda was our leader—a cheerleader to be more exact. She fed us, wined us, dined us, and nurtured the parts of us that connected to our families or whatever scrapbooking project we were immersed in. She knew it was important to us and she made it important to her too.
My heart aches for the loss of this woman and the community of memory keepers that she mentored and invested in in sacrificial ways. She will be missed in so many ways by her family and friends. But this group of women will miss her in an entirely different way with a grief that will connect us beyond tonight and beyond Wanda’s public memorial.
Every time we get together again to scrapbook Wanda will be there in spirit. It will be hard to not notice that empty void that she once filled. We unexpectedly got a glimpse into that in February as we gathered at a retreat while Wanda was caring for her husband who had just been put on hospice. He died a few days later. We never imagined that this would soon be her fate as well.
I thank God that He took her in such a beautiful way, how He timed her departure to be with her husband so quickly, and to see her first grandchild days before she passed away. The time between those few hours when we got the shocking news of her cancer and her passing were surreal to me. It was hard to pray for her when I knew all hope was gone for her recovery. But I prayed for her family and what they were all going through. And then her son gave us all a gift when he posted her tribute on Facebook hours after she passed away. It was as if God wrapped it up with a bow Himself.
Tonight, I’m very grateful that this gathering was planned for us so that we can openly celebrate and grieve the loss of this friend who was so passionate about life, about her family, about her faith, and also about scrapbooking. I know she is looking down from above at us now. I think she is probably taking photos of the entire event and planning a 2-page spread that she can show off to her new friends in heaven. So let’s all stop, look up, and smile for her camera one last time.
Save us a place at the crop in heaven Wanda! We miss you!
Today’s memorial service will be surreal once more to be together with Wanda’s Croppers and not have her there with us. I think it will bring us together in a way that maybe scrapbooking couldn’t—in our shared grief. Some of us will create scrapbooking pages in tribute to her. I am choosing to write and craft this tribute to her.
In closing, I’m sharing with you the same scripture I inscribed on Pedro’s scrapbook:
He has caused his wonders to be remembered; the Lord is gracious and compassionate. Psalm 111:4
Wanda was one of those wonders we will always remember.
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