As we enter the season of giving, it can be a real challenge to find a gift for someone dealing with loss. A friend going through a hard time. Anyone walking in difficult circumstances.
My kids and I received journals from sweet friends after
losing Adam.
Colorful, personalized journals that came with endless options of erasable pens. My kids keep them by their bedside and write to their dad whenever they feel like it, or when I remind them.
In these journals, they hold
conversations they wish they could have in person with their dad, but instead
write down the story of their day or describe their last game on the pages of
their “Daddy Journal.” It will be like a capsule into their little souls to see
later in life what they wrote during these hard days.
For me, there’s something about a fresh leatherbound journal
full of empty space. I can’t wait to crack the cover and start filling the
pages. I have been doing so with this one and the words it contains are often a
source for my posts here on The Whiskey Widow Blog.
I have always journaled. Looking back on the thoughts and emotions of the good and bad days in life feels like a roadmap.
Writing reminds me of the beauty in life. It is there when
we stop to see it, even in the hard times, even in the valleys.
If you need a gift for someone in the highs or lows of life this Christmas season, consider a journal. A simple space to collect hopes and dreams, tears and sorrow.
You can’t go wrong with a journal.