Today is an auspicious day. Today, I finished my journal. I have filled every last page with prayers, thoughts, hopes, adventures and desires. I feel excited and satisfied…
When I started it six months and twelve days ago I confess I never expected to finish. I didn’t think I had much to say or the stamina to see it through, though there are some gaps in my entries I’m really chuffed that I kept going. Looking at what I’ve written there are some things I’ve learnt about myself…
• I’ve learnt how to say sorry.
• I’m inconsistent in discipline but very consistent in weakness.
• People motivate me.
• Images and stories inspire me.
• I don’t know half as much as I think I do.
• I want to write.
• I’m learning to pray better.
• I love travelling (big surprise!)
• I’m afraid of failing.
• I’m more afraid of people seeing me fail.
• At the age of 23 I still getting excited about sticking things in books.
• It’s been six months of growth.
• Ignoring things doesn’t make me happy.
• I thrive on adventure.
• I have some amazing friends.
• I can be quite anal. For example on the last page I had to keep writing until I had filled every line and then I went back and tidied things up and filled in blank spaces with thoughts or doodles.
My journal is a bit of a beast now having doubled in thickness with all the souvenirs I’ve stuck in it. I think I might try something a little smaller for my next one. I’m so excited I may have to think of something to write in order to start it; I’ve even bought new pens for the occasion!