07 October 2013 | By: Brenda L.

The Book of Me: I Am Not a Writer



I have never considered myself to be a writer, I didn't write in a diary or journal.  The only time I tried to keep a journal was when I found out I was pregnant with my daughter, Kirsten.  I thought it would be a good memento to pass on to her.  I thought she would see how much she was wanted and learn more about her mother in the process.  I wrote in it throughout my pregnancy and until Kirsten was about 2 years old.

It was a blank journal-like hardcover book with a Gnome theme.  I had decorated the nursery with Gnomes and the journal seemed to go with it.  I wrote about my feelings, how I was looking forward to being a mother and daily happenings in my life.  After Kirsten was born, I wrote about some of the milestones that she achieved:  first smile, first tooth, etc.

I plan to pass this journal on to Kirsten some day.  I have to find it first.  It is stored with some of the other things I saved from her childhood.  It is the only journal I ever wrote.  I wish I had done the same thing for my son, but as I said I am not a writer.

That is why I am surprised that I started blogging and stayed with it.  Currently, I am keeping three blogs going:  Journey to the Past, where I write about my family history; Journey to His Past, where I write about my husband's family history and this one.  I consider my blogs my journals.  I write about past history, but I include stories about my history and events in my children's lives.

I haven't come across any journals in my family history.  I would love to find one that one of my ancestors kept.  I would love to get to know them from their own writing, but if they were like me they were not a writer!

2 comments:

Jill Ball said...

See, you are a writer. Blogs are a brilliant medium.

Brenda L. said...

Jill, I enjoy all that blogging offers. The writing is coming along.

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