Hello. Is this thing on? It’s me, Melissa. I know it’s been a while. I’ve been busy but life got in the way. Then a health issue reminded me that life was fleeting and that I liked writing. I want to spend more time doing it. So here I am.
We’ll talk about the health issues later. I have 30 days to fill.
Also, during this time, I realized that my Dad’s memory is fading. His Dad died of Alzheimer’s. His Dad’s Dad’s Mom died of Alzheimer’s. Crap. It’s only a matter of time before I start forgetting shit. I need to write this down.
So these 30 days will be the stories I need to write down because I don’t want to forget them and other random things. These will be the stories that are near and dear to my heart. The stories that might be helpful for others to hear. Some will just be plain silly. It will be a mixture— not unlike life itself. I hope you enjoy it.
Saving stories for “later” seems like a great use of Holidailies. Looking forward to what you share.
This resonates with me. One of the things that’s kept me writing in my own journal (sporadically, it must be said) is knowing how often I go there to refresh my memory about when something happened or the details of a trip we took.