OK, here we go. The scriptures say, "and a little child shall lead them." Our children are not little any more, but they have always led in doing the right thing. Choosing whether to follow has been my problem. I have been given journals many times, and have taught lessons about keeping journals (joking about the fact that I don't). I have been grateful for the journals of my mother and father and many ancestors. But still... So this is a beginning. I want to make it rather like a journal. I may ramble at times. If I say things that bring up questions in your minds about our past, your past, or ancestral history, ask, and I will try to answer using this vehicle. Thus, it will be written and there will be a record.
As a mother of young children I was religious about giving them journals and an opportunity to write in them daily. Many entries went something like this. "Today I got up and had cheerios for breakfast. Then I got ready and went to school. Then I came home and did my homework. After that I went outside and played baseball." So again following their example, this is my day so far. We had french toast for breakfast. (A rare treat, but it is a holiday and it was made with egg starters.) Then we did some work in the office. Read blogs from Justin, Rach, and Matthew. (Nothing new on "Heather and Jed" today.) I folded clothes. It is quite cold but the sun is shining brightly, so Dad is taking down the Christmas lights from the house and outside tree.
I promise all entries won't be like this, but it is a start. Maybe some of our descendants will read this and say, "what in the world are cheerios and egg starters?"
Monday, December 31, 2007
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
4 comments:
Beautiful snow!
In grandma's journal she once noted the price of gasoline. What was then a mundane detail is now an interesting fact.
By the way, why did we always eat Cheerios and never something more indulgent like Ghostbusters cereal?
Well, you're into this writing thing. And you are way ahead in the technology area. I like it. The thing is, I can never remember how to get to people's blogs unless they send me a new blog message. Poor me.
Post a Comment