xxxxgot up at 4 and went to Montana. I got up and wrote in my Christmas cards. Tookxxxxxxto preschool, went after groceries andxxxxxgot stuck at the mailbox.xxxxwas here to get her out.xxxxxxxxdid some better on here potty.xxxxtoldxxxxx“If you can’t driver stay home".xxxxx&xxxxxxtook a screwdriver and scratched the T.V. xxxx spanked them.
I took, a screwdriver the TV set when I was a kid. That makes me feel a little better as I grow up trying to raise kids of my own. We paint this picturesque image of what it looks like to parent small children, and them leave out the small details. Sometimes reading things like this lifts a huge weight off of what I thought parenting was. Then suddenly I realize that I was never alone. We all have some of the same battles, we just use different mechanisms to deal with them.
I came from a generation before the digital boom. A time when people delicately wrote things down with pen and paper. I now get to read about most all days of me growing up as a kid. It’s not barricaded with filters or lost among the wreckage of a digital world. It’s just real. I’m happy with that.
PERSPECTIVE: For those that may be reading this I am a hand-written journal fanatic. My family has so far successfully kept most everything going all the way back to the 1920’s. I have journals from my great-grandmother that were eventually published into a book, love letters from WW2, and little spiral notebooks highlighting most all of my important moments. I now have carried on the tradition for my children. I am fascinated and inspired by all of those that came before me. The moments they endured, what made them laugh, the sad times, and the devastating losses. My great-grandmother and grandmother both did a phenomenal job of documenting their love for Jesus, which is partly where mine comes from.
I have moved some things around, and changed some of the names, but if you so desire you can probably figure it out.
I simply enjoy reading through them for a better understanding of what life was like for them. I interpret them, and them write more about my experience surrounding the entries. Somehow, all of this helps to keep me grounded in a modern world that consistently seems to be a blaze.