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Wow!  I did it!  I finished an entire journal for the first time in my life.  The rest of the times I get very bored with whatever particular journal I'm keeping but this time it was different.  This was a type of therapy for me after mom passed away.  I have loved everything about this journal, from the purchase of it to feeling the need to put all of my thoughts and feelings somewhere that would normally be shared with my dear Mom.  It has created a love for journaling that has only deepened over the past two years.  I've always loved journaling but now I have a passion for it.  

I have loved everything about this journal.  The orange embossed leather cover, the leather place marker, the printed "Fleur de Lis" at the bottom of each page.  Everytime I have written I have looked forward to feeling like a "fancy lady".  I've even written with beautiful colored pens (one of my other obsessions.  Especially if they don't bleed all over my left hand as I write.  Very difficult to find).  

So now I get to go on my ritualistic shopping trip of finding a new beautiful journal. I'm excited to see what it's contents will hold.  If you don't journal, I highly recommend it.