Following a blogging prompt, I was asked to thing on what could describe me in one object. Well I thought long and hard about this and then it hit me, my journals. They ARE me. They know all of my little secrets, things I wouldn’t or couldn’t even tell my friends or family. I’ve had a journal since I was 9 or younger and still have them. They tell tales of my obsession of Zac Hanson to the things about my son and husband. I’ve also had a blog since 2007 when I started to get lazy about writing in journals and to this day I still continue to write and express my feelings through them. A journal is literally me in one object.