while cleaning my office and going through my things over vacation, i came across the journal that my mom kept from the day i was born until just after my third birthday. it's no fancy baby book. it's a spiral note book...a chartreuse green cover that is slightly tattered and just the very edges of the lined pages are starting to yellow.
i decided to type up each of her entries, because...well, because i wanted to. it was partly out of fear that this would somehow get lost and partly because i wanted to share piece of it.
i'm most interested by the parts of this little person (me!) whom i can identify with thirty years later. oh and i love the people who are mentioned that are still in my life today!
this book and the audio tape of a family dinner during the blizzard of 1982 are my most cherished possessions. i love these so dearly because they show a slice in time, they help me to remember that which i cannot remember for myself, and they capture our family perfectly.