journal time

I have journaled my life for many years. I began after my Dad died in 1983 and I was in college. My first journal was a book covered in red corduroy. The words were actually written out by me over a period of time. Near the end of my second book, I received a laptop for Christmas (1994) and I started journaling on it, keeping entries by the year. At the beginning of each new year, I would print out the previous year's entries. Now, I have moved on to this blog.

I realized recently, that I don't know where those two hand-written journals are, and that I quit printing out my "online" journals years ago. I was talking to a co-worker yesterday about blogging and he says he uses this software called blurb to print wedding albums for couples he shoots pictures for, and that they also can print your blog in a bound book, complete with pictures for a fairly reasonable price. So, that got me to thinking... I need to consolidate my journals by year, have them printed and then - wha la - there they are. But like the scrapbooks that I have gotten behind on, and the photos I want to scan, so theyare "backed up" and even the digital pictures that are in various folders (the new ones not even backed up) - I need to organize.

The problem with online versions of things, even though they are reliable, is that as you change computers, you need to make sure all your "stuff" upgrades as you do. We have three computers in the house and we need to take the time to backup things we don't want to loose. Being in the technology field, I know this is crucial, but like so many things in my life - I get behind and figure I'll work on it "tomorrow". Something to think about...

We had a great evening last night. It was nice and quiet. I love spending time at home, with family. I love it even more when I see TBW's eyes sparkle this amazing color of blue (as they did last night). It is one of the most beautiful things about her - because when they are that way, I know the amount of love and happiness she has for me and with me. Through those blue eyes, I can see into her soul and find my place. It is through those eyes that I realize what a gift we have been given and how lucky we are.