I often hear that folks dont like the way their handwriting translates into their journals. Might I offer a different perspective? What a treasure and a sentiment to leave behind. My dad recently passed away, and grief is a funny animal. It comes at you in waves, and you never know what is going to trigger the wave. I had to call my mom recently, and her voicemail picked up. It was the androgynous voice of the robot that lives within the confines of my moms answering machine. I thought, "Oh Dad, I wish you had recorded your voice on that machine...what I'd give to hear your voice one more time." And there it is - the wave that makes my eyes leak and my heart sad. Strange things hit out of the blue. As we are going through my mom's house moving her and getting the house ready for sale, I came across one of my dad's old rulers. There is this little piece that slides out - and there I found the best prize of all....he had written his name. With those simple letters came a flood of memories - too quick to process, to special to share - because they felt like "home". His name- written brought comfort. Write- just write- we will all pass on one day and leave treasures behind for our loved ones. Your writing is something that is familiar and known to your loved ones. What a blessing it has been for me.
Ok - let's say I didnt convince you? In a Word document - you can play with text boxes and scripts and compose a page of scriptures to add into your journals. You can print off pictures. You can print off words and tape them into the journals. The computer and the printer can do a lot of work for you, if you dont want to try your hand at it yourself.
In the pics above, I worked in word and assembled a host of scriptures that dealt with the word, "HOPE". This became the opening cover of my journal - with my handwritten scripture on the other side.
But - I will end this post with - write, somewhere, somehow, it will be a blessing one day!
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| Love you Dad |
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