First two paragraphs from a separate, more personal, journal. I left out the last two paragraphs of the soul-searching, which is slightly embarrassing now. For some context, my birthday is at the beginning of November.
2 December 1990, Sunday
I received my sixth birthday card yesterday. It was from Jackie and Joe. It came with a care package of candy. I received birthday cards from Rita, Randy, Dad, and two from Ann Marie. One of the cards from Ann Marie came with a gift. It was very nice to get the cards.
This weekend I broke a promise by not showing up to meet Catherine to participate in World Aids Day activities at market. Today’s sermon by Reverend Riley spoke to that failure. She said we should speak wisely, sparingly, meaningfully, and lovingly. I did not speak meaningfully when I broke my promise….