I am a person who never liked writing much, but has always kept a diary or journal. Now, I find myself NEEDING to write. It’s a wonderful release. I write personal things, about my family, spiritual life, our garden and how we are growing...
I ♥ to read my old
journal entries. I take my journals on trips, too...from a couple years ago (I also draw a lot, I do not
like lined books, but one with completely blank pages, just so I can
draw & write). I'm first an artist, I love to draw, but find that art is truly visible in writing down beautiful words, too, and in baking, in photography & watching things grow.
Jenny, just blogged about a book she is writing, which inspired me to blog about writing! One of my favorite books is The Diary of Anne Frank. My intention as I write is that it is not only therapeutic for me, but also something to pass on to my daughters and grandchildren one day, that they may read of our life together, the happiness and sadness.
I've been helping my dad write his memoirs. I need to sit down with him on a regular basis and do this, but with Parkinson's disease, there are often bad days, where you just don't want to do much of anything. Or you can't do anything. God help him. That is a portrait I drew of my dad in 1996.
Dad's dad (my grandfather is now 90) has written a few short memoirs, of his time in the Navy and sketched a picture of the view of Mt. Fuji from the top of his ship. My grandfather's dad (my great-grandfather, who passed away when he was 101 years old, I keenly remember his 100th birthday party, I had a broken arm from a skiing accident and there were LOTs of people there) also write his life and all of his children and grandchildren and even great-grand children, like me, have a copy of his book:
What the women forgot. - The second Sunday after Pascha we remember the Myrrhbearers who came to the tomb to anoint the body of Christ. And my saint, Joanna, was among them. 🙂 And...
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