Ingredients to Write in Your Journal

Life was not meant to be bottled up forever. You can create a history by answering some interesting questions that will inspire you to write something very important - YOU!

Just write the answer to the posted question either in the comment section of this block or in your own tablet or electronic worksheet. Check back occasionally to find a new question. Or make up your own topics to expand on your own journal.

You can do it. Your journal will grow. You will love it and hopefully have a good time writing.



Saturday, March 27, 2010

Trip to Mom's - March 2010


A week ago today, Saturday, Gil said let's go see your mom. I had to be back by 10 a.m. on the following Friday, so I said too far. Then I thought why not. Sunday morning I had to teach a class in Relief Society at 11:30 a.m. When that was over, Gil and I packed up, put the dog in the car, and away we went. We dropped Mochi, the dog, off at Elisa's house. Mochi loves to do sleep overs there, as they have two dogs that she loves to torment. Then we drove on to Winnemucca, Nevada. We got up early on Monday and drove into Eagle, Idaho, next to Boise. We got there around 11 a.m. their time. Since we left Winnemucca before there was much open, we were starving. We picked up Mom and took her out to breakfast-she had not eaten either.

We had a quiet day with her at her apartment. Talking, looking at photo albums and interviewing her on video. That was fun. We asked her questions about her childhood memories; we talked about her dating my dad and their subsequent marriage; she gave me some insight into what her life was like as a young mother having three kids in four years. It was great. I learned things I did not know about Mom. While she was talking I was looking at a photo album that had many pictures of her as a teenager. We talked ever so shortly about that time in her life. Then we ran out of tape.

The next day, with new tapes in hand, we drove to south eastern Idaho to a small community called Pingree. My Aunt Margene lives there. Her health is deteriorating and we wanted to see her one more time. As she and Mom, Margene's older sister, talked, I put the video tape on. It was fun to see their interaction. They talked a little about Margene's health. Then they started talking about their childhood together. What a fun time we all had. I learned about them as teens and about my grandparents and aunts and uncles. What a treasure to own now - a verbal history of the two of them. It is not complete in any way, but we have them talking about it all in their voices. How I wish I would have done more of that with others that have gone on before us.

1 comment:

  1. Peggy, these blog posts are wonderful. Thanks for sharing and for inspiring me to tell my story.

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