New year, new goals, right?
Growing up I wrote in many "diaries". When I look back, it was a lot of nonsense. Just silly girl entries. Of course I was grateful for the laughs but I wish I had written more "journal" entries.
What's the difference you may ask...a diary seems more like a gossip book. A journal should have your inner most thoughts and beliefs. A couple of years ago I started the "Journal Jar".
We have a jar full of questions that the kids pull from and then they answer. They also write a personal message. My hope is that one day they will have a habit of writing on their own. So one day their children will enjoy reading and learning about them.
Today I pulled...What childhood experiences do I remember.
My favorite memory growing up is being in the van with my family. Isn't that weird? I just remember having so much fun in our van while traveling or just from point A to point B. When we traveled we use to sing while listening to the radio or a cassette. We didn't have CDs back then! My brothers would probably rather forget about that or not mention it to anyone, but we use to enjoy singing together and that's why it's so special to me.
There is one more funny memory being in the car...when we use to misbehave my Dad use to chuck things at us. It was hilarious! Anything he could find...cassettes, brush, shoe! Sometimes someone would catch an object in the head and the rest of us would LAUGH!
My Dad probably won't enjoy that memory as much but hey it happened and we think it's funny now!
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