When It All Falls Apart

When I was with the love of my life, my soulmate, I kept a journal. I never wanted to forget one minute I spent with my husband. I wanted to remember the things he did and said. I recorded the good and the bad times. To readers out there in Book Land, I suggest you do the same. You would not believe the things you forget. If you have found your true soulmate, write about it. Pass it on to your children and grandchildren. How special would it feel to read your great grandmother's journal about her life with the man she loved? I would love to hold that in my hands. Perhaps one day my great grandchildren will hold my printed journal in their hands. Maybe they will learn from mistakes made, or just enjoy the good times their great grandparents shared together. Today, all I have left of my soulmate are the memories. I go back and read the journal over and over and remember... I remember the times we shared together. What a blessing.