A Gift…

“Words, like nature, half reveal and half conceal the soul within” ~ Alfred, Lord Tennyson

Words are a powerful thing. They bring forward the stories of the past, so that we may learn and grow and hopefully not repeat the mistakes of our history. They are also a gift.

When I first found out I was pregnant with Ella, I started writing in a journal. I wanted a place to record all the amazing (and sometimes difficult/painful) things that were happening to my body. I wrote often. I shared so many things and I occasionally worried that my child would see these entries as strange. When she was born, I just kept writing.

When I found out I was pregnant with Tehya, I started a book for her as well. Not as many firsts to share, but I still recorded the joy and anticipation I felt.

So far, I have filled nearly 4 journals and I’m sure there will be many more by the time I’m done. I write about their lives. The adventures in parenting. The good days, the bad days and the days I long to sleep in!

Here’s what I hope for the most. That when my girls are old enough, I will be able to give them these books and that they will feel the love that I’ve poured into the pages. That when I’m gone, they will still have a small piece of me to share with their kids and grandkids. A gift of the past. A gift of love.

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