Yesterday, Sunday, my girls had a wonderful lesson in YW on journals and the importance of record keeping. After church they showed me their handouts and we talked a little about it. It really made me wish that I had been a better journal keeper over the years. My journal writing history is quite pitiful, in fact. I have one journal that I started as a nine year old and finished the summer after I graduated from high school. Hey, at least I finished it! I completed another journal while I was on my mission, but since then my entries have been sporadic at best. Once or twice a year in some cases, or not at all. A couple of years ago I found LDSJournal.com and I did great for a while. I even got a lot of my personal history written. It's great, because the website has questions to prompt you on what to write about, but once again I've let it slide. I think it has been several months since I've written anything there. I guess that this blog is a little bit of a journal for me, but I've not been very good about blogging this year either. Anyway, there is a reason that I'm going on like this about journal keeping.
This is it:

Steve, my sweet husband, kept a journal during the time we were dating before my mission. Yesterday afternoon, I dug it out and spent several hours reading it and falling in love with my husband all over again. It has been twenty years ago this January that we met. It was so neat to be able to read this for the first time and to understand more of how he felt during our seven months together before I left on my mission. He was so sweet, kind, funny, insecure, fun, spiritual and supportive. Steve discovered me reading his journal and joined me. By some wonderful miracle, the children all left us alone for about 2 1/2 hours. We read together and laughed (a lot) at how cute and silly we were back then. It was a reconnecting moment for both of us and I am so so grateful that he kept a journal of this time period, because I didn't. At the time I was working full-time saving money for my mission as well as attending college full-time. I loved reading his inner most thoughts and feelings (the ones he never spoke out loud) as he was falling in love with me. I love him more than words can express! Next, I will dig out all the letters we wrote back and forth while I was on my mission, put them in order and scan them into the computer. What can I say? I'm inspired! Oh yeah, I'm also going to log on to my long lost journal at LDSJounal.com.!!