Claire Richardson – Founder
It’s not about me. It’s about a generation that has a wealth of knowledge stored inside their memory and not in a computer. They have stories of a past so unlike ours that in most cases could put dramatic television to shame. It’s about an aging generation that once lived during a slower time, that we all frantically yearn for.Trying to write a bio has deemed to be hopeless as my passion lies in hearing and conveying the stories and memories of those much wiser than myself. First and foremost, I give the glory to God. Without him this idea would have never come to me, never fit so perfectly into my life, my passions and my own past. Claire with a background in automotive has managed to bring passion and determination together to honor those whose history has allowed us to be doing the things we do, i.e. growing our own vegetables, baking delicious treats, and experiencing what life was like before technology was attached to us 24/7. We aim to preserve the memories and stories told to us in such a way that captivates you to sit down, put away your phone and listen intently to the past that is our future.When not collecting stories, you can find Claire working in her garden, baking bread or preparing a meal for a large family dinner. Her intense love for the 50’s era shows in the vintage dresses and fashions she collects.I was always a busy person, whether it was my career, working tons of hours or after I became a mom; trying to juggle a career and be as good of a mom as possible with my girls. I loved family time, it just always felt rushed.I often took for granted that my last living grandmother would be here for a lot longer than I thought, so deciding to stay home with two small children instead of going to see my grandmother somehow felt like a better plan.”I still have time…”, I thought.And like most grandmothers she didn’t push the issue of forcing me to see her, boy how I wish she would have.Before I knew it, my grandmother had had a stroke and was unable to speak.To watch the frustration in her eyes when we came to visit, attempting to muster out words that we would never understand, hurt.Yet the hurt wouldn’t be as bad as the regret of not visiting her as often as I should have, not listening to her tell me her stories one more time and not getting to ask all the questions I could think of that would forever linger in my heart.I didn’t want others to live with regret, so Preserving with Purpose was created to make the time, to listen to the stories, to ask the questions you’ve always wanted to and most importantly to give you the choice.