Day Seventeen/Photo101: Treasures
Easy choice. My mom kept a diary for a few short years when I was a baby. She was a very special person and it gives me great pleasure mixed with profound loneliness to take it out and read randomly from time to time. Touching it feels almost like touching her hand.
Nice visit tonight Mom.
The happy and sometimes sad story of a young woman from a solid South Dakota farm who married a lumberjack in the wild woods of northern Minnesota.
Posted on March 24, 2015, in Living LIFE and tagged diaries, Minnesota, Photo101, Photography. Bookmark the permalink. 3 Comments.
TODAY 
wow! Lovely diary and it sure is full of memories. indeed a treasure!
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Nice photo and touching commentary. I have kept a diary sporadically over the years. Sometimes I wonder if my daughter will find and read it in the future.
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Yes, I can feel what you are talking about. I asked my Mother to write her life story for me, and she did. When I read it it felt like she was talking directly to me, but she was not. or was she? I must take it out again, thanks for the reminder.
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