Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Half-empty Journals.
I don't have the gift of finishing journals. I clean my room and end up with old journals that I read late into the night. I thought I'd give you a peek:
"Dear Diary,
I just got you yesterday. You were an early Christmas present. Last night was story-telling night at school. We also had a book Fiar last weak. "
-Nov. 7, 1997
"Dear Diary,
Hello There! I have 3 new friends!"
-Feb. 24th, 2000
Things get funny. And then sometimes, they get serious.
"My steps are small/My dreams are big/My soul is broken through and Through." -8/05
"I believe it was a Tuesday/I got into your Car/ And did I hear you say, "Hello, How are you?"/ I'm sorry that I lied to you/But I didn't want to tell/I hate the loss and goodbyes/So I told you I was fine/ But if only you knew/ I never wanted to let go/ I tried again and again to forget it." -2005
"...And then I ask myself 'why do I get like this?!' I become selfish. I start to make accusations based on the basis of 'fairness'...Eleven Months, 3 heart monitors, 2 kinds of heart meds, 15 biopsies, and numerous doctors appointments later, I still havent understood why is all has happened. The teenage girl in me screams stubborn." -2006
"And I walk thru this valley/with tired eyes tonight/ but somehow it feels right that I don't know where I'm going." -2006
"When I heard you were gone the magic of summer faded. When I cried for oh, so long, all I'd said was nothing yet everything because I'd gone on with my life and you finished yours." -2006
"By faith Melissa, even though she felt alone and unsure of the future, pressed on, striving to love others. Living out her faith, she was driven by the goal." -2006
"On my right was a woman who offered me some lotion and when I turned her down on her offer of Asprin gave me a look like I kicked the pope. She had an accent and told me about how sad her life was. Alone in Los Angeles. Selling Real Estate. She finally asked the flight attendant for a bloody mary and said it'd make her sleep and asked me if I was 21 yet...I try to fall asleep to the Moody Chorale Serenading me via iPod until I see them in person. Suddenly, Chicago seems closer."-2006
It's funny how far God's taken me. Thanks for reminiscing with me. Grace and Peace!
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