I've been reading my grandpa's journal he left.
he wrote at line a day for 5 years.
i love this quote he wrote.
how true is this?
i love reading his lines. it brings a picture to my head.
of his life. of his journey. his hard times. his good times.
he is truly an inspiring man.
he passed away when i was about three so i vaguely remember him.
but through his journal i feel as if i do.
oh, and i think i inherited his sweet journal writing skills.
do you write in a journal?
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