From the age of eight or nine until I got married I kept a journal. I love going back and reading everything I wrote. Some of it makes me shake my head and wonder just exactly what was I thinking. I burned quite a few of them right before our wedding and really regret that now. What I thought would be embarrassing to ever have LV read really wasn't embarrassing at all.
Yesterday Sailor came downstairs with an old worn red notebook and asked if I know what it is. "It's my journal from when I was about your age." I told him.
He opened the cover and showed me what I had written inside.