Since I was a kid, I’ve loved writing in journals. I still have my 1st diary with its lock and key that I used to write about the boys I liked as I dotted my i’s with hearts. I kept journals sporadically in high school, but it wasn’t until midway through college that I wrote regularly. When I ran out of fancy journals given to me as gifts, I started using composition notebooks. I now have a tub filled with dozens of journals, all numbered chronologically. They are such a treasured collection that when I had to evacuate my home years ago because of a hurricane, that tub was 1 of the few possessions I took with me. So when my husband gave me this 10-year journal, I was ecstatic. Each page in the journal marks a day with 10 divisions, 1 for each year. There’s only enough room to write 3 or 4 sentences, but it’s perfect because I no longer have the time to write the long passages I once did in my composition notebooks. I’ve been writing in the journal for 3 years now, and each day I look back at what I wrote last year and the year before. It’s so much fun seeing how much my life has changed (or not changed!) over the years. And when I finally reach the end of the journal, I’ll have a decade of my life documented in 1 neat little book. I can’t wait to see where this journal will take me. My journal wasn’t an extravagent gift. But it meant so much because my husband knew how much I would love and appreciate it. And it’s a gift that will keep on giving for 7 more years! What was the best gift you’ve ever received?
My husband has given me countless presents over the years, some more memorable than others. For 1 of our 1st Valentines Days, he spent an afternoon at an Asian grocery store learning how to make sushi and then came home and prepared a sushi feast. One Christmas he booked us a few days at the Grove Park Inn, a luxurious resort and spa. And for 1 of my birthdays during our tour in Japan, he bought me a strand of exquisite Japanese pearls that will eventually be passed down to our daughter (which is extra special because she was born in Japan). As much as I loved these gifts, I have to say that 1 of my all-time favorite presents from my husband is something much simpler than these. It’s a 10-year journal he found in a Japanese stationary shop.