When I was younger I had a club called "The I love you Club". It was just me, and my friend Rachel. We would make cards for the Elderly in our neighborhood. I liked the feeling I got seeing them peek through the screen door & light up at the sight of company. I loved their laughter when we told them we were from the 'I love you' club.
They would invite us in, and we would visit while they fed us all the treats they could find. I loved their candy!
They didn't always answer the door; and that was okay. We'd stick it in their mail box, or on their door and ride our bikes to the next house. Sometimes our Moms got phone calls of appreciation. And sometimes we got chased by dogs, or crashed in the middle of the street when a cute boy saw.
Although I don't get phone calls, or candy any more, I still get warm inside from sending those envelopes. It pleases me to think about my loved ones opening their mail and getting something other than bills. And I only care a little bit that my hand writing is bad.
(I'm working on it)
When I was a senior, my mom gathered us together for FHE. The lesson that night was on gratitude. She bought us journals to record the things we were grateful for.
I've been recording my blessings ever since. I try to write every Sunday.
I've gone through 3 journals in 7 years.
So obviously I don't write every Sunday.
I'm so E X C I T E D for a new journal.
But I need help- which one should I get?
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