Cleaning out for our move, I came across my old journals.
From the time I was a senior in high school until the day my first baby was born, I journaled almost every day. I recorded with great detail nearly every thought, fact and conversation I had from the first time I saw my husband until the day we got married. Had to share this little gem from 32 years ago.
"On my way out of church I spoke to Robert Sims for a few seconds, wondering all the time if he notices me like I notice him--but desperately trying to cover it up in casual conversation." --journal entry, January 14, 1985
Glad you noticed me, Robert Sims. Happy 31st!