Closing the book...

As I took a Prit Stick to my journal this afternoon, adding my most recent cinema stubs and the emails I wanted to keep, I realised that I’m fast approaching the end of this particular incarnation of my written thoughts and prayers.  I’m actually sad to finish this one. As I flicked back through the pages I laughed at my terrible drawing, paused over a few prayers and acknowledged that I’ve hit a new stride with journaling in the last few months.  My thoughts and prayers have gone a little deeper.  My mind wandering in thoughtful conversation just a little further.  Normally a new journal is an exciting affair, I write very neatly and wonder what will fill the coming pages, but this time I’ll be sad to relegate this particularly tatty but loved journal to my book shelf… xc