Monday Memory Moment

Someone commented wondering how I located old e-mail about the "Hot Chocolate Incident". I knew where it was. I am not a scrapbooker. I have no intrest and am not talented in that area. I am however, a keeper of a journal. I also have a habit of taping, stapling, or sticking things into my journal. I recall hearing it said that once Wilford Woodruff heard Brother Joseph preach about keeping a journal he couldn't rest until he had written something each day. And what a blessing those journals are. I am not as diligent as my great-grandmother's great-grandfather. However, I am somewhat impressed with what I have been able to maintain.

This is my first journal. It was given to mee by my Grandma in 1985. It took mee a long time to fill it up. It is nice to see how my hand writing has improved.

This is the stack of journals I have kept throughout my life. This picture does not include the two three-inch binders that record my mission. One being my journal. The other the letters I wrote to my family.

I have not always been very diligent at writing. I was pleasantly surprised about 6 months after my mission to realize I had written each day for a couple of months. A pattern I find interesting is that when I am closer to the Spirit of the Lord I am better at remembering to write.

I also got an surprising comment once. We were doing a get to know you activity in a college class. We were suppose to find people who have done different things. One of them was some one who keeps a journal/diary. After I confirmed to an inquirer that I do she said I seemed like a very reflective person.