THE LAST PAGE

Ever since high school, I have kept a journal.

After I would finish writing on every page of the journal I was using, I would "burn it". To me this symbolized letting go of everything I wrote on those pages and that I was moving on to the next chapter of my life. Sometimes I would actually burn it by throwing it in a bonfire. Other times I wouldn't actually burn it I would just toss it in a river and watch it float away. (Forgive me for littering). But After a few years of doing that, I started to wish I had those journals. I wanted them so I could refer back to certain times and see what lessons I learned or how I felt during a certain situation.

This led me to decide to keep my journals, and when I would reach the last page of the journal, I would write a reflection page on all the lessons I learned. Sometimes it's short and sometimes it's long, it really just depends. This year I want to share my last journal entry for this past journal I was using. Weirdly enough my last entry fell on the 31st of this year. What better way to start the year off than reflecting?

12/31/21

I thought it would be appropriate to write my last entry for 2021 in pencil. The reason why is because if I have learned anything, it's that you never know what tomorrow holds, or if there will even be a tomorrow. We make plans just for them to change. All we have is this moment, right now. The people and things in front of us are all that truly matter, nothing else. I have learned to trust more when it seems like all is lost, never judge someone, and to leave people better than you found them. Above all, work on your relationship with Jesus.

And if you get the chance to stay an extra day with your loved ones, do it. And in the grand scheme of things nothing is ever really that serious, and most things can be fixed (most, not all).

In the face of death nothing really matters, so enjoy life, laugh it off and move on.

The greatest gift we can give and receive is love. (And love is kindness).

Kindly,

Lindsey Hall