A Line a Day keeps the Doom Away
When I wake up in the middle of the night, my thoughts usually ping-pong between 1. my death and 2. the death of my children. Same for you, right? I'm in a constant panic that I haven't done enough to record the events of their childhood. I never print out digital pictures and who knows what to do with the zillion videos stored on our phones?! Do we upload them somewhere? What if the website goes out of business by the time they grow up? I'm irrationally comforted by hard copies of this stuff (letters, photos, artwork, etc). Never mind that it can easily be lost or destroyed in the fire that's going to kill my family if I don't install the smoke detector in the dining room TONIGHT!
I've found that a little night writing goes a long way to calm an anxious mind: a) it gets worried thoughts out 2) it keeps memories in! But... a diary? I just can't. I've had a few in my day, all of which I've thrown away for fear of rejection from polite society upon their discovery. They were mostly filled with declarations of love for myriad middle school boyfriends and disclosures of "deepest, darkest" secrets I'd already told my friends. And now I've got this blog to look back on in embarrassment. I no longer need the a long-form pen and paper version. Instead, I spend less than 3 minutes with my trusty One Line A Day Journal and I'll be darned if it's not the perfect thing!
It lets you record up to 5 years of thoughts, memories, musings, whatever, without the intimidation of an entire blank page. You get 4 short lines... that's it. Since my son, Teddy, was 2, I've written in it sporadically, depending on my doom levels. I fill it with funny things my kids say, lists of toys they love, milestones, and special events. I'll also jot down books I'm reading, current political happenings, trips we take, and quick thoughts about anything.