I had to do a layout for a project, and this is what I came up wtih.

Products used:
Rhonna Farrer - Scribbles - enchanted line - Patterned Paper, Rub ons, ribbons, and epoxy stickers
Heidi Swapp - chipboard shapes (pink frame arrow, and question mark), daisy silhouettes, Ghost letters in Bordeaux White, Ghost letters Ice reason lower, journal spots
Making Memories - Simply Fabulous Foam Stamps, Crystal brads circles, paint
Ranger - Stickles (gliiter)
Carolee's Creations - clear stamps
Prima - flower
Bazzil
Staz on - black ink

My journaling is

Lyrics to the song "Unwritten: by Natasha Bedingfield

(Stamped)
I am unwritten, can't read my mind, I'm undefined
I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned

(printed)

Staring at the blank page before you, open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten






and my journaling (hidden under the frame on pg 2)

Wow, kind of powerful lyrics



The first time I heard this song, it really spoke to me. You know one of the mushy songs that really make you think. I actually first heard it driving in the car with Thomas. We listened to it and even picked up some of the words.



The more you listen to the words the more you understand. No matter how young or even old you are, your book is still unwritten, the story of just who you are.



That is when it hits you, that your life really is unwritten. Many of my friends know of my struggle with infertility, and how hard it has been for me. I know that right now things are not going how I would like them to, but that doesn’t mean the future doesn’t have something in store for me. I could have the baby I want, or go back to school like I always planned, I could win the lottery or I could not have any of those things and still be happy.





My life is unwritten, and I think I like it that way.