I think that describes me. I feel frozen in place letting everything fall apart because I should be moving it causing motion . I have the greatest motivation, the lives of my family, and I'm standing still.
This is the last years of my life. I started journaling when I was 8 years old but almost all of them are lost of destroyed. I still love pen and paper!! But doubt anyone would ever even look at a handwritten journal these days .
I'm leaving this for grandchildren who might someday want to know who Grandma Rhoda was.
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