Today's challenge is a picture of you when you were little. Wow, that was quite a challenge. To find one, that is. I cropped this out of one of the pictures my brother Brian scanned of my Dad's slides.
I got kind of side tracked as I was looking for a picture of little me. I dug out a box of goodies. In it were ALL the letters Fred and I wrote while we were dating. Yes, we had to hand write on paper, put a stamp on and mail. I read a few. They made me smile.
Also in that box, were my journals. I kept journals from November 1972 through December 1973. I was 15 and 16 years old. It was a trying time in our faith, so some of the entries made me cry. I remember I read the journals once, many years ago. I was still fairly young because I remember being so embarrassed about how I sounded. Now as I read several entries, about "haps" and people they made me smile and it was like reading something new as I don't remember a lot of the incidents.
6 comments:
I'm loving all these old pictures. Somehow it's like looking into the heart and soul of who we are now.
I agree Carol.
Anne, you haven't changed!
I like your story of the diary.
cute picture:)
How fun to find those special memories and re-read them.
Journalling is good. Love the pic
How fun to stumble on a box of treasures! That's the best. Cute picture.
I love what Carol said.
Love this post. It's a good reminder to journal more nowadays. These days will pass so quickly.
Post a Comment