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It was inspired from something I saw another girl doing when I was eleven (ironically she and I never got along, and still don't to this day. It's all her fault as she loves pigs, mice, and ticks, and I didn't mind killing any of them). But I went a step further than her. My goal wasn't just to journal in a calendar, but to show myself why every day was special and worth living. 

I wanted to come to the end of the day and think, "What made today different from all the other days I've ever lived?"

The result was 365 days that started from a place of depression and discontentment and ended in wonderous confidence. 

Need I say that 2019 was equally wonderful? 
Of course, it's not fair to say it's all because of calendar journaling. I was also very proactive about living every day fully and relying on God more than before. And learning to be okay with things not as I wanted, and finding I could still want things as they were. 

I found this calendar on Etsy and bought it because I loved the idea of supporting an artist. This is her Instagram and website. But also as I was really hoping I'd be able to go to Germany in 2019, I thought it would be a good added inspiration to have a German fairytale calendar. 

And without further delay, here are my collected moments of 2019. 













Do any of you remember me sharing about my calendar journaling from last year? Or have you been following my monthly updates on Instagram? Have you done something like this, or joined me in it this last year? 

And it's never too late to start your own! 

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  1. Those calender pictures are gorgeous! I loved this idea from last year, and one of these days I hope to start, too!

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    1. They are so lovely, aren't they!? And the artist has another lovely calendar out this year. Hey never too late to start ... ;D

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  2. Wait... that girl from your childhood loves ticks? Why??
    And that calendar is so pretty!!

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    1. She didn't necessarily love ticks. But life. So, if a tick or mosquito bit her she'd just pick them off or swat them away or such. Because they had a right to live, or such.
      Yeah, it was a joy to write in ;)

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  3. Oh my gosh, the calendar journaling idea is so beautiful!! I will definitely have to try that out sometime. And those calendar pics are just amazing <333

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    1. Hey if you try it out Id love to hear or see how it goes for you. You should check out the artist's new calendar. Also lovely!

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  4. I remember this from last year. That is such a neat calendar!

    astordetective.blogspot.com

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    1. Oh, it's a good thing to remember I think;) thanks!

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  5. I love that calendar! It's so pretty! I also really love that idea! <3

    www.melodypersonetteauthor.blogspot.com

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  6. Your calendar is so pretty! All those gorgeous pictures :o

    I remember when you posted about this! Was it really a year ago?? Yikes. I had no idea it'd been that long. o.o Anyway, I did try this after you posted about it! It didn't stick with me because I tried it on a page of my bullet journal that I rarely looked at, so I always forgot to do it. Plus I can't really write small, so that didn't work out well. xD BUT I think I'm going to try another form of it soon; instead of writing in calendar squares, I'm just going to make a list with each day of the month and write the moments on the list. I don't know how I'll like it, but I guess we'll see. ;P

    theonesthatreallymatter.blogspot.com

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    1. Yeah it's insane how fast this last year went.

      I'm glad you tried it, but that's too bad it didn't work for you. I'm doing it in list style this year on a "birthday calendar" which I find a little harder than squares, but still enjoying. Tbh, the small spaces were hard for me, too. I had to choose my words carefully. The main thing I recommend no matter what form you use is to use many different colors of ink to keep it fun and bright. Let me know how it goes!

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