I don't know if you would call it a journal or not. I didn't write in it daily. But at the suggestion of someone on another long forgotten chatroom, I started writing to my granddaughter when she was born. Events and milestones in her life; things that happened bringing up memories of my life experiences. When her brother came along, I included him. A hodge podge of their childhood experiences they might not remember and my remembrances and life learnings from a long, and hopefully less dramatic, journey through life. I entitled it Reflections and it filled two of the oversized binders in print form when I gave it to them as they entered adolescence.