I started out looking for the book I am reading ... excavating the bookcase in my bedroom, uncovering lost treasures. Misplaced earrings; my infant immunization record (funny what we use as bookmarks!); loose photos holding frozen moments; even an envelope with my baby hair enclosed. I let myself go ... losing myself in the dust, memories and thoughts - and the other stack of books under my night table (thus the dust!).
I found an old friend -- my gratitude journal. I flipped through the pages randomly at first, grazing the handwritten pages lightly - a starter before deciding on an entree -- I turned back to the first page and devoured each entry. I recognise the handwriting but the words belong to someone else. Intriguing. Each page was laden with riches to be grateful for: my clean, soft sheets; the invitations to cuddle with (9 yr old) Kidlet; the smiles of my daughters; the hot cup of tea that follows dinner .... it went on and on ... My last entry was February 11, 2006.
I started out looking for the book I am reading ... and I found a better one - a book of countless reasons to be grateful. I was gently guided and reminded and now I will add many new entries. I just love nights like this, tranquil and peaceful. And for that, I am truly grateful.
Just goes to show, dust is a great preserver...
ReplyDeleteWow, another beautifully written text! I immediately realized what it is that I love about reading your posts - you remind me of the way I write in my own personal journal. The record of my life that I've kept almost all my life. I've been writing since I was a child and I love documenting little moments, because I love going back to them years later (as you've done in this post) and getting lost in the dust. Life goes by so fast; I'm only 27, nearly 28 and I feel my life has gone by in a blur. I am happy that I wrote down parts of my life so that way I can remember vividly what I may not be able to easily recall someday down the road.
ReplyDeleteI can't explain it, but your words are really inspiring to me, and I wish I wrote the way I do in my journal on my blog. My blog I keep pretty basic, talking about fashion and my daily tidbits, but I don't delve as deep in my writing as I do in my journal. I don't know why that is, because I'd like the quality of my words to be identical, but for some reason I just can't get them out as such when I blog. Oh well, maybe 'those' kind of words are meant for my journal.
~Roni