After John died, I found a number of journals and notebooks that I didn't know existed. As I began reading them, I was amazed at how profoundly insightful they are, especially for one so young. John thought a great deal about deep and eternal things. His maturity was far beyond his young years and I've found myself wanting to share these wonderful thoughts with others. I hope you enjoy them, and feel yourself wanting to be a little better because of them. He may not be with us, but his influence and example will always be... until we are once again reunited with him. Thank you John, for leaving me a little piece of you. You are, and always will be, amazing in my eyes.

Thursday, April 7, 2011

[Book 1] 11 Mar 1990 Sunday

The thing that I'm going to write about happend along time ago. We were cleaning up and I went into Julie's room And I saw two baby birds out of the nest. And I said, to mom can I go get Julie. And she said no. And she said, what are you Doing And I said, just watching the birds that come out of the nest. She said go get Julie. I said, why couldn't I get her last time. because I didn't know.
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