JANE'S JOURNAL STORIES

There are several journals in my files and occasionally I thumb through, stopping to read 1 or 2 entries.  In my last post I mentioned journaling. It is wonderful to have the written word to bring back that special moment my brain compartmentalized so much I'd forgotten it ever happened.

Stuck in a journal, on yellow note paper dated March 1993, I had made a list.

   lock gate
   feed dogs
   money
   lotto ticket
   movie
   library book
   lock all windows
   check truck
   water plants
   pay truck  (when next I checked my note it had a new note, with little punctuation)

      Hi mommy how are you I am fine you better remember to bring something to read on the air
      plane ok. Just curious is our plane ride stopping any where besides our destination? Love Your
                                                                                                                                             daughter
                                                                                                                                       write back please

      Thank you for the very good advice. Our plane is non-stop. By the way-have I told you lately
      how much I love you? Well, I do. A bushel and a peck. The minute you were born I loved you
      more than the last minute and it has never stopped, minute by minute. I love how compassionate
      and loving you are. I love your energetic personality and sunshine disposition. There, how many
      minutes since I started this and now I love you even more.                              Love, Mom

      Well huh I love you second by second
                                                       Love your
                                                       daughter

How wonderful is that?  She was 15 years old.  It brought that memory to the front of my brain to enjoy the moment again, 20 years later.