From my journal, Sunday, March 27, 1977:
“Last Friday I went to a birthday party for Marie Munger. We had hot dogs. We had punch, potato salad, potato chips, cake, and ice cream. There was a playhouse in Marie’s bedroom. We ran races and hopped in the basement.
We went to Sunday School this morning and I went to my class. We talked about Jesus. We went to Fast & Testimony meeting.
We bought this journal on Saturday and today we started to write in it.
We went to Verdell & Joyce’s and I had come candy.”
I won’t bother to scan it, but if you took a look at this particular page in my journal you’d see that I drew a picture of a saw, probably some kind of jig saw. I’m not really sure why, but it looks kind of cool.
I can’t say I wasn’t taught right. Mom and dad did a great job of teaching me correct principles and giving me a push when I needed it. I was taught very early on that writing in a journal is important and I only wish that I had somehow stayed in the habit over the years. That first journal entry when I was four years old (in mom’s handwriting – thanks mom!) was not the last entry, but there are some pretty big gaps now that many years have gone by.
I’m getting old, but I hope it’s not too late to get going again. One thing that has deterred my efforts over the years is the fact that I really don’t like to hand-write things any more. I’d much rather sit in front of a computer and type it out. I tried Word for a while and OneNote, but it just didn’t work the way I wanted it to. Last week I learned about a web site that I looks like it has a lot of potential, www.ldsjournal.com. It’s secure, put together really well, and seems to meet all of my needs. They’re even working on the one feature that seals the deal, to be able to publish your entries into book form. Anyway, I’m going to give it a shot and see if I can’t do better at keeping our family history. The tools are in place and I’m excited to see how it works out.
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How fun. I love old journals (except those from high school...)
I used to be pretty faithful until about a year or two ago when my last journal ran out and it was never replaced. I keep a scripture and thankful journal and I guess that just felt good enough to not feel guilty. But my poor children don't have any entries in journals written by me like we all have.
It's surprising how much I go back into my journals - especially when I'm trying to remember the details of something that happened. I wish I had been a little more consistent - there are definite gaps. It was fun helping all of you with your journals when you were younger. Love ya! Mom
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