Post by raerobin on Jul 22, 2010 10:52:19 GMT -5
My grandmother sent me this journal along with a note saying she hopes I make the best of it. She knows no one in my family ever talked much, so I suppose she imagines it would be easier to put all my thoughts and feelings into a charmed book instead of saying them aloud. I suppose she would be right on one level; it would be much easier to quill in these things than to try to speak them to someone. So herein goes my attempt to mollify both my grandmother and my bottled soul.
~Rae Robin