Letters, Quotes, Memory,
& Recipes.
I like when the realization hits that I am getting the same message from different places in my life. This quote about the barn is on a card I kept from years ago because I love what it says.
The quote’s meaning is similar to the theme, as reflected in the title, of the book I’m currently reading to the kids for school.
I am not usually one to read fiction, although I always break this rule the minute a new book by Alexander McCall Smith releases. There are few reading moments that make me happier than those nights before bed when I am in the middle of a made-up adventure of Mma Ramotswe, Isabel Dalhousie, or little Bertie Pollock.
My kids think I’m a real writer because TJ took a series of devotions I worked on over the summer and had them printed in a book format. I am a real writer but that’s not the reason. The reason is because I write. That’s all it takes. You show up to write day after day, and you can call yourself a writer.
October 17, 2017 was my first day writing in my one-sentence journal based on The Happiness Project. Now that a year has passed, how interesting it will be, with each new entry I write, to read and remember the little thing I wrote down on the same date the previous year. I don’t want to get older, but if I have to, I at least want to do it aware and awake.
