Sidenote #7-Journal Entry July 18, 1996

I have mentioned in my story that I began journaling in 5th grade as a way to help me cope with anxiety, perfectionism, and depression. This is something I continued to do as a teenager. It gave me an outlet for my emotions and all the various issues I dealt with during this confusing, somber time of my life. Writing is and will always be my outlet for expressing myself, in a way my spoken word has always failed me at. Writing is my consolation and therapy. An outlet for expression. My soul’s exhalation.

The following is the journal entry I wrote the day my father died. It is part of my reminiscence.

7-18-96

My dad died today at 6:30 a.m. in a car crash. He hit a semi and was killed immediately. My whole family is devastated, including my best friends. I loved him so much and now he’s gone. I remember his sense of humor and how he always loved me, and wanted the best for me. I also remember how he last looked; dressed nice, ready to be a pallbearer at Blanche’s funeral. He came over and told me he loved me and I kissed him goodbye. I love you dad and I’ll see you in heaven.

Peace, Love, and Happiness,

Anne

11 thoughts on “Sidenote #7-Journal Entry July 18, 1996

  1. Writing sometimes is the easiest form of communication for me as well. It’s a way of not only speaking, but learning about yourself and your thoughts. I’ll So truly sad for your loss but I am sure he would be pleased to know that he lives on in your memories. To have touched someone, even your own child, is an amazing gift.

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  2. I agree with you on Journaling and writing… poems…
    The only thing I regret is that I did was that through out the years I always let life get to me so I would burn all my journals and any book I had that had sketches and writings in it from me.

    I wish I could get them all back😢

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    1. I know those moments. I can say I came close and it is hard to read some of my teenage drama, but I’m glad I kept most of it. I did get rid of old letters from past friends and boyfriends that I wish I had kept, just to reference once in awhile. Thank you for reading and reflecting, Karen!❤Anne

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  3. I’m now 72 but the ripples of my own father’s death just five days before Christmas in 1956 still lap against my inner feelings. I say this just to underline the incredible connections this world of blogging makes. My rather long-winded way of saying thank you for your recent decision to follow Learning from Dogs.

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    1. My pleasure! Thank you for taking time to visit mine as well! I am so grateful for all the inspirations and wonderful connections I have and continue to discover in WordPress. It never fails to touch me deeply. Thank you for sharing and sorry to hear, you too, lost your father to young.❤

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  4. That is so special that you kept your journal entry from your father’s crash. Sorry to hear about his death. I can tell you loved him. Special man. Writing is very therapeutic. Keep it up! ❤️​

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