My journal....

Wow did I used to sound like that? Today I picked up my 20 year old journal. The poor thing is falling apart with frayed edges, and the pages becoming very soft. I feel like I have do it a diservice. I did not update it as much as I should have. Well, at least it is still with me. It has been everywhere I have been.

And here it lies before me, a 3 subject notebook with a spiral thingy (I forgot what they are called and I don't feel like "googling it") 

I guess I should not feel too bad I mean using this nifty app I can take pictures and boom it's included in my post. I will digitalize it perhaps next week I will start on it. Now that I am a man, I can see that I have learned a lot. Heck I am still learning. I am thankful to my partner in crime Yogita Hogan. She is awesome, and even though she might say I have taught her a lot, that is a two way street! 

I am teaching a pair of twins some basic writing skills, they are coming along nicely. I hope they can find joy in writing things down. I know in school, and university it's a part of life, but...it can be so much fun, and insightful when you look at what you wrote years later! 

/tata