Tag: journeys

A Yearly Update (Re-post)

This note was previously published to give an idea to those following what she wrote and at different times of her life.  If you read the previous two notes, she mentions she had no BF or BFF.  She found her BFF by the time summer came around.  She loved hang out with Brianna and her family.

Lauren 12 with rose

Before Lauren started keeping journals, at a very young age she wrote herself a note every year before her birthday.  This is the note she wrote to herself when she was 12 years old. In the note she refers to GLASA which stands for Greater Lewisville Area Soccer Association.  This note was gifted to her grade school BFF mentioned in the note.

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Update 2

Update 3

To and From

This note was written in the Fall of 2004, but Lauren did not date this note.  I am always amazed at her handwriting at 12 years old.  She mentions Boe one of our cats that she named.  There was always debate over how his name was spelled.  The name came from the instrument she played in band, the oboe.  Toby, her bother, did insist on many occasions that the cat’s name was spelled Bow.  A debate he always lost.

Fall 2004 letter aFall 2004 letter b

Lauren and Boe

Lauren and Boe

First Note to Self

This is Lauren’s first note to self at the age of 11 in the year 2003.  Over the next few days you will see the notes she wrote at a young age.  Notice the writing slightly changes and the lines become more.

2012-09-08 00.06.02  The P.S. is so bitter sweet.  I wish she had listened to herself.

1st letter update

The Lucky Picture

I love this story from one of Lauren’s friends that she worked with at Bass Pro – Denham Springs, LA.  At the top of the picture Lauren wrote, “Things turn out best for people who make the best out of the way things turn out.”   See here friends story below the picture.

Picture - Whitney T.

Lauren gave me that coloring years ago when we worked at the BassPro Store in Denham together along with numerous other doodles that she had drawn over time.  When she passed away they became very special to me.   When I left BassPro I kept them in an envelope and stored them away at my house.  When my house flooded I was able to go back into the house on her birthday.  I was distraught once I realized I had lost “or thought so” all of her art work that she gave me.  At the same time I happened to turn around and see that coloring picture that I had on the fridge completely unharmed.  Everything else had been thrown off the fridge or splashed with water, except for this one page.  I knew it was her looking out for me! It now hangs in my living room in a frame.