Did you know about the book I've been keeping for 17 years?
I started writing in a journal seventeen years ago, just before my son was born. I have been writing notes to him ever since. Glancing back through it, I see the first year I wrote every month. The second year every few months. It has gotten now that I write in it only on his birthday, unless there has been something "big" to write about. I reminded him about the book yesterday. I've never been able to decide just when to give it to him. I asked him when he'd like to get it, on his 18th birthday or his high school graduation. He wasn't sure, but thinks on his 18th birthday. As I was writing in it this time, I thought perhaps I should have let him read parts of it each year on his birthday. At any rate, I've got a small treasure trove of snapshots of his life to share with him. I have been keeping one for my daughter too. I hope it will be a way for them to glimpse some of the thoughts and feelings I've had throughout their lives.
2 comments:
That's a splendid idea!
thanks! I hope it means something to the kids when they do get their books.
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