Hand me down purses

Some forty years ago whenever life was much simpler,I would delight in the hand-me-down purse that my Granny would give me. It always had the smell of Wrigley's double mint gum, pennies jingling and green stamps just waiting to be added to a little girls notebook. All the compartments were so ideal and helped to keep the treasures in their places.

How life has changed and our treasured thoughts are now out there somewhere in computer limbo. Are they really on a hard copy or just resting in this imaginary paper world of computer land?

Thinking of the compartments makes me think of how rattled my brain gets sometimes and all those thoughts are flying around making sense but no sense. Journaling here will be a challenge for me because I always have several notebooks started and stored in each little compartment within that purse. I can start slowly so that I can look back and hopefully makes sense of what's going on in there.Ha! Things I would like to do,things I need to do and make some kind of impact. Being productive and focused. Wow! Wouldn't that be grand!

I guess starting over in a different notebook always gave me the ability to create things and thoughts differently. Always trying to improve or understand myself. Sometimes it takes talking out loud to hear yourself and explain it better. Light bulb moments are grand ya know.

I hope I can share with friends and family where I'm at within this new and interesting blog world. That not only challenges my creativity but also my poor journaling habits.

Have a great weekend!!