Treasured Find

My sister and I have often commented about how little we have written by my mother.  Now that she is gone we wish we had letters, a journal or anything.  I have found some lists and little notes to herself left in some of her books, but they are very impersonal and don't fill the need we are feel.

Just before Christmas I made an exciting discovery.  I was cleaning out the basement, looking for things to get rid of.  I found some spiral notebooks, some were previously used by my children in school.  Teachers have a way of having the children use the first 10 pages or so and never touching the rest.  Even worse we get notebooks home that have been labeled with their name and subject that were never used.  I was thumbing through these trying to decided what was worth keeping and what was trash, when I came across a thick notebook that looked as though it had never been used at all.  I opened the first page and was surprised to find a single journal entry written by my mother.  She spoke of how she planned to start writing regularly. It was only one page.  That page is precious to me especially the lines that told of her hopes for her children and future grandchildren.  I copied it and gave a copy to my Father, Brother and Sister.  It made my sister wish for more.  I agree with her, but I am so very thankful for that single page.