A ROW80 Update, and a Word on Journals

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This ROW80, I’ve been gone for quite a while, so I’m diving back in, but I’m diving in slow motion. I’ve only got some vague goals for this month: blog frequently, write frequently, outline a novel for NaNoWriMo in November. Next month, of course, my goals will change to focus on NaNo, but for October, I’m trying to get back into the “thinking about goals” mindset again, now that I can see.

I have my homekeeping tasks on Habitica, and my health tasks, like walking with my sister-in-law on dialysis days, first thing in the mornings. Currently, we’ve been rained out once, but we still got two of the three days, so huzzah! My “off” days are usually full of doctor’s appointments and the like, and I have to start slow and build up my walking, same as I have to start slow and build up my goal-reaching.

I’ve been building the habit of writing at least one thing that I’m thankful for by the end of every day. Some days, I admit, I’ve skipped for tiredness, but most days-about 9 out of 10-I write several things that I’m thankful for. And the rule is it has to be something I’m truly thankful for, not just something I “like”. It has to have a profound meaning for me at the time, even if it’s something as simple as that one chocolate chip cookie I had, or whatever. I mean, just think about it; we actually have chocolate chip cookies in this world! How wonderful is that!? And I had one! Ooooh, aaaah! What a wonderful experience, to feel the chocolate chips melt in the mouth, to taste that sultry, dark sweetness, mingling with that delectable chewy cookie goodness. Wouldn’t you be thankful for that right now? If so, write it down. A gratitude journal like this one I’ve been building has helped my outlook improve dramatically! So has seeing again, but I mention that just about every day in my gratitude journal. Did you know, just the other day I realized that I could see the individual blades of grass in the yard?! Or yesterday, while I was out, I saw the fur coat of a rocking horse, not as “brown stuff” but as individual hairs with swirls and flow! It was illuminating! Every day, I SEE things I haven’t seen in so long that it’s like remembering a dream; nothing but rough impressions, punctuated by crystal clear images. Imagine still being so very thankful that you can SEE! I can look back through my gratitude journal and recapture my joy at seeing a bird in the trees, or seeing the leaves on the trees for that matter. Seeing ladybugs on the plants! Imagine that!

Anyway, the link below leads to an excellent article on the value and worth of keeping a journal. I suggest you go read it and see if it moves you to keep one yourself. Click on through, and then maybe come back and let me know what you think?

“The life of every man is a diary in which he means to write one story, and writes another; and his humblest hour is when he compares the…

Source: Why Keeping a Daily Journal Could Change Your Life – The Mission – Medium


  1. I keep a journal as well and agree that listing the blessings of each day is very helpful to me. Unless I’m in one of those really fowl moods and inclined to sneer and call myself Pollyanna in nasty condescending tones. When this happens, I do what I call “counting my curses”. I list all the horrible things I am grateful I DON’T have to deal with in my life today. It silences my cynical side and really cheers me up.

    1. Tammy

      Thank you, Harpwriter, for coming by and commenting on the site. If you need some fodder for your “count your curses” days, feel free to read my page about Life On Dialysis. I think you might find something suitable for you to be thakful you don’t have to deal with. 😁

  2. I’m a little late, I will have to brush up on my long hand writing skills. A good notebook goes a long way in record keeping. I will use the 200 page composite notebook for my journal and other notebooks for scribbling. Sometimes you can write down dreams and use them as basis for plot or something.

    It’s a dying art form, if a person can’t read cursive writing. Shrugs, some people don’t take the time to appreciate the simple things in life.

    Goals are good, sometimes people tend to forget about them, and wing or let it fall into cracks.

    1. Tammy

      Thank you, Barry, for coming back by again! I always appreciate your comments. 🙂
      Longhand, and cursive especially, are becoming lost arts, indeed. Journaling apps have taken the place of journal books you actually write in for so many of us. I use an app as well, though I also write in a log book for each day. But my gratitude journal is an app. Oh well, I still remember how to write cursive! And how to read it!

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