I saw this movie last night, My Life Without Me. It wasn't a great movie, but it made me think of what I have to offer my children if I passed away while they were young. What I would want to leave them with, what I would want them to know about me...you know, all that type of stuff.
So I started a private journal today, an open letter to my children, blogging our lives, sharing stories about myself and their father and grandparents. I want to give them something that when they are older, they will be able to read this and really get to know their parents as people, not just mom and dad.
As I started this, I realized how little I really know about my parents as people. I know of a few stories here and there of their growing up, but I feel like I"m just started to learn about them as people. I wish that I could read what their lives were like growing up, being new parents, etc -- if I ask them about it now, it's all "Gosh, I can't even remember". And they are only 60 years old.
For those of you with kids, it's just something to think about. 
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