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Saturday, July 26, 2008

Wherein You Read My Journal

It's more than a journal; it's a lifeline. I envision a little plastic innertube around my tummy to keep my head above the waterline. It has seen me through so many joys and sorrows.
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7 comments:

mzjohansen said...

Uh oh ! Wherein and whereas and state's exhibits stamps - makes me think too much of being at work ! Beautiful Page though!

10:16 PM
aimee said...

i like this thought; i think you are right. journaling through both the good and the bad keeps us buoyed above the waterline.

10:44 PM
A.Smith said...

One of these days I will, I shall, I most certainly will have to, take the plunge and do it. I guess my journal now would read like a journey of mishaps better left where they are, but... I have the paper and the colors and the ideas, I just need you to guide me into a place where I can find the time to celebrate once this cloud clears and learn to fill my life with the beauty you so generously share with us. I love to look at your journal in spite of the fact that some times I feel as if I am intruding.

(Recipe on its way as soon as I can get downstairs, btw)

1:11 PM
ginny said...

My journals, too, have been my lifeline, my best friend, my confessor, my design for life book and so much more.
Loved the wedding photos! It looks like the perfect wedding, yet so unique. Thanks for sharing it with us.

2:46 PM
Anonymous said...

with a journal you can record each wonderously big idea. one after another, after another. and the obstacles to such.
but let's not think about that.
grabbing my journal and heading outside.

mmmwwwaaahhh

xo and all that jazz

7:23 PM
Mariposa said...

Journaling has become my way to tune out everything but my inner voice. That woman is a talker! :D

3:24 PM
eb said...

oh yeah - you got it - this is it my friend - and beautiful...

xox - eb.

4:41 PM

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