This is a story about a girl,
a girl who has documented her whole life in journals...
that girl is me...
I haven't documented my WHOLE existence but I did start when I was only 15 years old
I would write in my journal basically every night before I went to bed, even it was 2:00 a.m. (sorry mom for staying out so late when I was a teenager)
Anytime I want a good laugh, I just pull out those old journals from high school, who knew one girl could have so many different crushes at that age?!?
A small glimpse of my journal collection
As I got older and well life was, lets say, less dramatic, the entries slowed down...
I would write when something big happened or when I needed to vent...
then last week I pulled out my journal to start on an entry and was ashamed at how much time had gone by, how many memories I might forget because I didn't write them down...
flashes of the movie "Notebook" are running through my mind right about now...
so with the new year I've made it a goal of mine to get back to my roots and do what I love ~writing~
Items now available in my boutique 7 different styles to choose from
and I've found just the inspiration I need to do that~Her Words Composition Books with beautiful vignettes by poet Monique Duval
when I stumbled across these little beauties, I HAD to have them!
hopefully it won't take long to fill one up, choosing just one, impossible!
Along with the beautiful composition books I'm also offering a few gift books in my boutique, for such a small package these books are spilling over with inspiration!
My challenge for all of you is to start a journal, obviously a lot of us already do that in blogland but I'm talking about a good old fashioned journal that you keep close to your heart, a place you can go back to in times of hardship, or just to reminisce, or to find inspiration...
I am SO thankful I took the time to write down my everyday feelings & activities...those journals will be a piece of my story left behind and will forever be priceless...
1 comment:
So, this should really motivate me. I am the worst at this... darn. When I die, no one will know I was here! Lovely photos...
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