dear journal

this is literally a letter addressed to my journal that i wrote in for the last time last night.


you have been so wonderful. when i first got you three years ago i was so in love with your design & color but then lymans dog chewed the corner of your cover & i thought about just throwing you away because, as you know, i'm a perfectionist.  but instead i decided you were too expensive for that & i kept you.  i wrote in you during all the different stages i've been in for the past three years.  lyman being in bootcamp, us crazily planning a secret marriage then deciding our families were just too great to trick like that, our wedding, moving away from home to "the big city" or as most would call it - virginia.  i told you about lyman wanting to be a rescue swimmer then lyman becoming a rescue swimmer in elizabeth city.  i used you to write some of my prayers that i didn't trust myself to stay awake during and for A LOT  of my complaints that i feel embarrassed to look back on because i'm seriously so ridiculous.  i told you about my family & how excited i was to move to savannah & be close to them.  i told you how much i hated savannah when we first got here, then how i slowly have fallen in love with it more with every day.  i've told you WAY too much & have already requested my best friend burn you when i die but i think that's for the best.  thank you for letting me be weird, happy, hurt & funny & keeping it all for me to remember. you're truly the best.


sincerely,
candice