Any project undertaken has its uncertainties and the Forget Me Not Chronicle was no exception. In these strange times of our era, a thousand detours were necessary to make this little piece of dream come true. Initially, the desire to print these delicate pages on the printing presses of a local printer has seen its ardor cool down with the weeks that have passed. Delays in school books and many other printing work planned since well before the great withdrawal - lockdown - made the process nearly impossible. Heartbroken, very sadly, I thought I had to put the beauties in a box and let them become a souvenir. Then finally, the beautiful light of possibilities lit everything up and the idea of publishing online appeared. The magazine will therefore be offered through an online platform. Safe, serious, magazines will be printed on superb quality paper. The visual is sublime and the content will remain that of the wordsmiths of the Chronicle and words of long ago.
The first times of the Forget Me Not will live in that manner then, as time will pass and let's hope, life change, it will relive it's original story, as it was meant to be.
The mission to delight, to amaze and to share remains the same. The society of beautiful souls and their adventures will be able to take flight and disperse the magic between the walls of our precious homes. Between the veils of our dreams and our imaginations... Now, let’s enter the new kingdom of loveliness, delicacy and love; a gracious society of ladies of heart, The Forget Me Not Chronicle.
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