For years I have kept journals just jotting down thoughts and feelings and little stories about my life. I finally decided a couple of weeks ago that it was time to take my journals and put some of the entries in it into a book for my children. Since they can't seem to believe that I was ever a kid or "their age" I wanted to tell them stories about what I was like when I was growing up, about how I met their Dad, about life, love and happiness. I wanted to tell them about their very young childhood, the amazing feeling I had when they were first placed into my arms after they were born, and how much I have loved being their Mother.
I was amazed at how many memories came back to me. I would find something I wanted to write about in my journal and then it would lead to another memory and another and another. I wrote one morning for 4 hours non-stop and when I realized that I had been writing for that long, I was amazed and yes, a wee bit proud of myself. This has been something I have wanted to do for a long, long time and it's one of those things I just kept putting off.
But oh, those treasured memories - when they popped into my head it was as if I had been taken back in time and I could vividly see myself in the moment of that memory. I could actually feel the feeling I felt then - it was just an awesome adventure for me.
I am sure that I wrote some silly stories about my children that they may or may not appreciate, but some of the silly things they did are some of my best memories. Like, when my son drew all over the walls with a permanent marker in Base Housing, or when my younger son decided to give himself a haircut, and when my daughter accidentally scraped the side of the car we had just bought for her and came home and parked it so the "wrecked" side of it was facing the street hoping we wouldn't notice it for awhile. Although those moments were stressful then, when I look back on them now, I just think how special a memory really is - and how I can laugh at some of their bad moments now.
And so, I will continue writing as long as the memories keep rolling in - they just don't seem to stop and I am truly enjoying writing my "book".
Memories are so special - it would be wrong to keep them all to myself - I want to share them with the ones who helped make them - my family.
I was amazed at how many memories came back to me. I would find something I wanted to write about in my journal and then it would lead to another memory and another and another. I wrote one morning for 4 hours non-stop and when I realized that I had been writing for that long, I was amazed and yes, a wee bit proud of myself. This has been something I have wanted to do for a long, long time and it's one of those things I just kept putting off.
But oh, those treasured memories - when they popped into my head it was as if I had been taken back in time and I could vividly see myself in the moment of that memory. I could actually feel the feeling I felt then - it was just an awesome adventure for me.
I am sure that I wrote some silly stories about my children that they may or may not appreciate, but some of the silly things they did are some of my best memories. Like, when my son drew all over the walls with a permanent marker in Base Housing, or when my younger son decided to give himself a haircut, and when my daughter accidentally scraped the side of the car we had just bought for her and came home and parked it so the "wrecked" side of it was facing the street hoping we wouldn't notice it for awhile. Although those moments were stressful then, when I look back on them now, I just think how special a memory really is - and how I can laugh at some of their bad moments now.
And so, I will continue writing as long as the memories keep rolling in - they just don't seem to stop and I am truly enjoying writing my "book".
Memories are so special - it would be wrong to keep them all to myself - I want to share them with the ones who helped make them - my family.
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SandyFeet
12 July 2010 - 08:39 PM
Wow, Sara. What an awesome legacy to pass on to your family. I would love to be able to read about my Grandmother's special memories. I can certainly say it will be so cherished by future generations. Be sure and add some photos and layouts. They will one day hold a baby photo next to yours and say "Do you think she looks like Sara?"
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KayMitch
13 July 2010 - 07:31 PM
Hi Sara, I really enjoyed reading your Memories Blog. What a lovely time remembering the past and your children will absolutely love it. I have made a Scrap Book (Paper variety) for each of my children. I've detailed the pregnancy, birth etc. My daughter absolutely loves it and has done the same for her little girls. Your "book" is an historic document in the making. Wow, that's wonderful. It does take you back just writing of these great memories. Terrific job. Hugs Kay P.S. I'm also a journal keeper. Love all the details.
countrydi
25 July 2010 - 03:46 PM
What a great blog Sara! You are so talented! I struggle with just putting a little (and I do mean a little) journaling on a layout!
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