Amazing journal kept by a father about his children growing up.
My dad kept a journal of all the things my brother and I did and said as babies and children. It is so precious to my heart. Occasionally he emails me excerpts from the journal. I think he likes to re-read it over and over. He always says it was the best time of his life. He stayed home with us while my mom worked. A stay at home dad in the 90s. I think it was pretty unusual back then.
He sent this to me today. It really struck me so. How beautiful, how real. How blessed I am to have my own child now and these incredible records of my own childhood which make me so nostalgic and invoke so much longing in me. The closest I can get to that place again is being a mother. Living a piece of my childhood through Silas. And I am…
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