To Write of an Experience is to Enrich It

I had the good fortune yesterday to work dairy/frozen with Jesse and Joel last night instead of cashiering on Register 13 (one of the express lanes) for 7 hours. Since I was pretty much Jesse's little puppet (which I'm sure he loved), and he was pretty much just Joel's little puppet (which I loved), I basically tagged along behind Jesse all evening, working alongside him and finally getting some time to catch up, share stories, and of course, ruthlessly insult each other. However, one particular topic of conversation has stuck with me over the last day (not surprisingly, of course). Jesse and I were discussing first of all why someone would save tangible evidence of a painful experience - an email, a letter, a picture, etc. We concluded that the experience of feeling emotion, even though it is sometimes painful, is valuabe in an of itself, especially for someone typically rather stoic in general. The second reason he offered was that keeping things like that also serve as a milemarker of sorts for events in his life, citing an overall bad memory, especially the more time had passed. I understood this completely, seeing as I've kept a journal off and on nearly as long as I've been physically able to write.

And then I realized it's been awhile since I've journaled, except for a few random things I wrote last spring and have since discared almost altogether. (Funny how scary it is when your own thoughts stare back at you with such honest reality that it hurts). And then I was inspired to start journaling again. For real. These, as boring and trivial as you may find them, do provide a good reflection of what's going on in my life at the time (since I share my Franklin Covey secrets with you), yet some of the big things (the things I think that I wouldn't dare go public with - sorry) are left out and stored in my faulty memory.

So I have these great intentions of daily (weekly?) updates of my own, because this particular time in my life is pretty awesome. I'm so close to zero - aka out of debt - (and steady income) that I'm planning on moving in just over 3 months; I'm dating Mr. Wonderful; I actually think I'm really going to enjoy this teaching business (which I was scared I would get into in the observations and hate, but I don't at all). So... yeah. This is a time in my life I want to remember; I think I'm going to start documenting more.