i am also a journal keeper, have kept track of my life from a young bride of 19 until the present. a menopausal woman still married to her prince charming whom has developed a paunch and jowls to match. 32 years of trials and tribulation. my journals are my intimate friends. within these pages are thoughts, feelings, my life in progress. recently, my coworker expressed an opinion that she would not want her children to know ‘the bad things’ about her life, especially her marriage. is she correct? am i leaving a shattered glass for my children?? should they know all the changes of my life, my anger, tears and fears all there in black and white for them to read?? occasionally, i read some old entries and i can see so clearly the changes life has made in me. how i have changed not only physically but even the view i have of the world in general. my marriage is there, on these pages. do i start shredding these pages now? or do i allow my ‘friends’ to continue on after i am gone. i am so unsure if my journey will leave instead too many unanswered questions for my children. i will go and write about this new dilemma in my journal. and perhaps, my paper and pen will give me the answer i desperately seek. haven’t seen the movie yet, but maybe it will also give me the answer i need. where is father knows best when you need him????