Journaling

My Grandpa is writing his life story.

He tells me stories with names of 4th grade teachers that are full of details, like types of automobiles and facial expressions. I have been trying for a week to remember some experiences from middle school after realizing I couldn't remember my science teacher's name, and that was certainly a lot less than 70 years ago!

I need to be a better history keeper. I once made a timeline of my life, and I've decided it is something I need to continue and to elaborate on. First I need to find the one I made!

Another goal this week is to get started on my wedding album. I'm afraid those memories will too soon be filed into the part of my brain that sucks details into a black hole only to be pulled out with patience and tender caresses.

I'm so happy that Keith and Stacy came to visit this weekend. They fill my heart with joy and make my life seem to come into focus and realize things are so much simpler. I don't know how they do it, I only know its a feeling that only comes from being with family.