I was looking at these pocket journals recently, wondering what made me think of starting them. I haven’t a clue, but I am so glad I thought of it. The girls don’t know I have them yet and I don’t know when I will show them their books, but I see how they are wonderful snapshots of their lives at the moment and how precious they were (and are) to me. Someday they will undoubtedly enjoy reading about themselves, and most important of all they will know how much they are loved…it’s all there in black and white.
Cherry Blossom MemoriesYou have a story to tell
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