To those people who keep journals, loosing one can be really sad. It feels like i just lost a collection of memories. Memories and events that i need to review from time to time to understand why I am where I am now.
Thankfully i have a picture of it... right here. I lost it on a plane going to Atlanta on the 24th of December,2011 (Delta Airlines... just in case anyone finds it, sob!)
But, who knows, maybe someone needs to read it more than i do and learn from my mistakes and my own life how to overcome. I hope whoever finds it values it as much as I do. 
Of course, i got another one for 2012, and I'm writing away. I just wanted to say farewell.
Everything happens for a reason, as you say, someone is learning from your mistakes, or maybe someone had a nice fire made of it to keep warm during the icy winter nights. You might have saved a life Maz. I'd say, continue 'journaling'.
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