I wrote in this post about my need for encouraging words and my husband's forgetfulness about expressing them. In January 2005, I came across some journals on sale. When I saw this red suede one with "Love Notes" embossed on the front, I had an idea, so I bought it.
On the inside, I wrote a note to Terry telling him my new idea. We could exchange this journal anytime we wanted to express something to the other. My first note to him was complimenting the patience and grace that he had recently shown me. There were a couple of instances when he could've and should've been angry with me (like a careless mailbox swiping incident that obliterated my side mirror). When he wasn't, I thought, "Wow, he's really growing." I also thought, "Gee, I should be nicer and more forgiving myself," but that's another story.
He has used it to wish me Happy Anniversary, Happy Mother's Day, telling me he misses me when I've been gone, and to express something that he's appreciated about me.
It has become a wonderful substitute for cards in general. I often forget to buy them, and he thinks that "they are stupid, and no one reads them anyway." I enjoy receiving them, mostly for the sentiments written inside, but I've never been sure what to do with them when I get them. This way the sentiments are stored in one place.
I have started one with my daughter as well, since I'm horrible about keeping a journal about her. I have to admit that I haven't kept up with it much, but I need to write something. I think I started it over a year ago, and I think that she would be much more proactive about keeping it going now if I reintroduced it.
This is what Works for Me. If you want to see what is working for others, go see Shannon. . . .