Day 1

I don't know how many times I have heard, "today is the first day of the rest of your life." or some other variation of that phrase. Regardless, I realize that as I was growing up I always kept some sort of journal or diary, at least until I moved out of my parents house. Since then, I haven't kept a journal as regularly and since we have been married, Jeff has become the walking, breathing witness of my life. But he pointed out that he doesn't remember a lot of things very well. Therefore, here I am- I've started and stopped a couple of handwritten journals over the past couple of years unsuccessfully so I am going to give blog writing a whirl to see if it sticks.