memories

over the past few days i've been reading my journals from middle school and high school that i brought back with me from my parent's house. they have been so funny to me. the middle school one was full of boy drama and my hundreds of crushes that were new every other day. and high school was a time of reflection, dreaming and planning, and building friendships. i also "learned" from reading them, i'm glad i've kept records of how i was feeling and what i was going through. hopefully i can look at them when my kids are that age and better understand what they may be feeling. even before then i may end up teaching middle school and could use it then! one of the things i repeated alot in them was that i just wanted someone to talk to, to confide in and trust completely. i had the Lord and i had my journal, but i needed a person to look up to, be a role model and teach me life lessons. i'm so glad mentoring is really pushed these days. i think that was what i was longing for. someone that wasn't my parent that i could learn from. i was always so intimidated by adults. it took me until this year to fully get over that. i hope i can be a role model/mentor for someone someday and that my kids are able to confide and share their thoughts with me too.