I am taking my musings today from another blog I follow. Her post has me thinking...Heather over at Raining Silence linked the following video on her recent post...please take a couple of minutes out to watch it...
My dad keeps a journal and has been on at me for a while to record what happens in my life. My response has always been 'Well nothing exciting happens in my life' why on earth would anyone be interested in that!
BUT.....I am so interested in my grandpa's journalling (I only have faint memories of my grandpa as he died when I was 8) and the diaries my dad keeps....is that any more interesting??
Why do we so value what others do/experience/write but tend to diminish our own existence?
Will my M be interested in reading my notes and scribbles when he is older and want to have something to pass on to his children?
Will my life be interesting in 100 years???
I would love to hear your thoughts. Do you keep a journal? Do you like the idea??
Happy Musings, TK xx