Personal Blog: The Beginning

8.21.09
I love to journal important aspects of my life. I have a journal for personal issues/events that have occurred in my life. I have a work journal for those special patients that I don’t want to forget. Tikka has a journal as well. Many times I pull my journals out and read entries. Some make me smile, others make me laugh and a few make me cry. I have found over the years that journaling is great therapy for me. I use to be a person whom laid it all out for all to see and hear. If I was having problems, I discussed it with whoever was near at the time. Years ago that changed with a combination of growing up, getting hurt by my words pushed back into my face, and Steve’s private characteristic rubbing off, forced me to find another avenue for venting and sorting out feelings. Hence, my journaling took off!!

I am excited to branch into blogging (sorry if you find my blogs boring, spelling or grammar errors-deal with it or don’t read) but cautious at the same time. I must be critical of what I post for all to see or I will be back in the same boat I was in years ago.

My personal journal is very important to me and private. Steve respects my privacy and never has taken the journals off the book shelf and began to read them. I am sure it is tempting at times, knowing that some entries I refuse to read to him. Some entries are only for my eyes; I will not share those with anyone. Not that the information is life shattering, but the pages are filled with my feelings and pure, unedited thoughts. I don’t have to worry how to say what I feel correctly so not to offend or regret how the words came out. Those are the therapy pages. Steve has often asked for me to read some of my entries to him. I have never denied his request, but I am selective on what I read. He has several favorite entries that I have read to him multiple times. Events that occurred early on in our relationship. We laugh now, but some weren’t so funny when they happened.

I will to try to keep my entries brief and interesting but I make no promises!!

Kim