We're told that a present we make is more valuable than one we buy. It is a gift that comes from the heart. I made one of those for Mom.
Blog2print will take some (or all) of your blog posts and turn it into a printed book. Mom doesn't read my blog, and so I made a book for her - the posts I wrote about Dad.
It's easy, although I'd like a better way to edit it online before it gets printed. I could actually do that myself, downloading all the posts (and comments), editing them in a word processor, and then taking them to Staples or some such. That would take a weekend or more.
The problem isn't the edit. The problem is all that raw emotion. It's nearly two years he's been gone, and while I think about him every day, the pain had turned into more of a dull ache. Until the edit. That was picking a scab.
And so even though I don't like the formatting, I'm getting the book. I'll probably do it again, with better formatting some day. But not this day.
A present we make has more meaning than one we buy. Except the ones we buy with pain.