Do you keep a journal? They called them diaries back in 'the day'. 1. I started my first one when I was in my teens but it was one of those tiny little books with scarcely enough room to write anything. All I entered was the scantiest info, like 'met Elbert Barton today' or a couple years later 'he proposed'.
2. It was not until 1999 when I read 'The Widow Down By The Brook' a well-documented diary written by a widow. It made me realize just how little I had revealed about my life in those 'tiny little diaries'.
3. I bought me some theme paper (college rule, of course) and set about documenting my life day by day. There soon came our move from Alabama to Virginia, my cancer scare, Elbert and my journey through his Alzheimers and finally my new life as a widow. I had become that widow "Down By The Brook".
4. I have scores of journals, mostly the back and white composition books that we used in school. I find they are about the right size for a years worth of journaling. As I have needed, I have gone back to those older journals to recall certain events, find out info I had forgotten and relive those special times in my life. How I wish I'd kept more detailed journals before 1999. Oh well, we learn as we go along.
5. I wonder if my children will keep my journals after I am gone. Will they read them or will they be stored in a trunk or perhaps eventually tossed out. It doesn't matter. They have served a purpose for me and that's all that is important. Linking with Willy Nilly Friday, Thankful Thursday and Little Things. This is part of my Growing Old Gracefully series.
I just don't see any bluebirds where I live so when I was visiting my son in Alabama I was excited to spot a bluebird in his yard. These are the pictures I took. But, this bluebird was very shy... I could not get a picture of it except with it's back to me. Maybe next time.