Dawn's Digression.
Thursday, November 14, 2002
Thank goodness I only have 2.5 weeks left of HR classes. Good Grief! I've been good, though. I've only missed one night. And I wasn't even playing hooky. Really. That was the night of the extreme tooth pain when I thought I was going to/wanted to die.
I've thought several times about blogging, but there just comes a point when you don't want to even listen to yourself. I went through a pretty steady stint where I was actually writing in my journal, but that has ceased now also. I feel kind of goofy being 28 and still keeping a journal...but I have to tell you -- it helps. Really, it does. You can write things you would never say to anyone or have anyone read. Another great reason for a journal is for your kids. I read this book when I was a teen, "Memo to Myself When I Have a Teenage Daughter". In it, the mother gave her daughter her diaries from when she was a teenager. It was really cool. It showed the teen that mother DID know how she felt. I promised myself I'd keep a record. That way, when my kid says, "You just don't understand!" I can show them that I have been there, too. And besides all that, it's just fun to go back and read what you wrote. It is so funny to me that I write about the same feelings now that I had when I was 14. I've changed so much, but my core is still the same.
I've thought several times about blogging, but there just comes a point when you don't want to even listen to yourself. I went through a pretty steady stint where I was actually writing in my journal, but that has ceased now also. I feel kind of goofy being 28 and still keeping a journal...but I have to tell you -- it helps. Really, it does. You can write things you would never say to anyone or have anyone read. Another great reason for a journal is for your kids. I read this book when I was a teen, "Memo to Myself When I Have a Teenage Daughter". In it, the mother gave her daughter her diaries from when she was a teenager. It was really cool. It showed the teen that mother DID know how she felt. I promised myself I'd keep a record. That way, when my kid says, "You just don't understand!" I can show them that I have been there, too. And besides all that, it's just fun to go back and read what you wrote. It is so funny to me that I write about the same feelings now that I had when I was 14. I've changed so much, but my core is still the same.
Dawn, 4:01 PM