A minute a day. That's really all it is.
No catching up. No blank page waiting for you to be a good writer. We ask you one small question, you answer it however you like, and that's the day kept.
the good stuff is smaller than you think
It's the Tuesday breakfast.
The story you've read forty times.
The drive home after soccer.
The thing you almost forgot to say.
You don't have to be a journaller, and you don't have to be good at this. If you can talk for a minute, or take one photo, you already are.
Answer today's question.
We ask you something small, like what did she say today? what made you laugh? Talk for a minute, snap one photo, or type a line. Whatever's easiest with one hand free.
Not feeling it today? Skip it. Nothing breaks, nothing nags.
Watch it add up.
Every answer files itself in order, under the right kid, in your family's private timeline.
One day becomes a week.
A week becomes a year.
A year becomes a childhood you can scroll back through.
Hand it over one day.
Years from now this isn't a photo album. It's your voice, your sense of humour, the way you saw them at four.
When they're old enough, it's theirs, on your terms. Something to come back to whenever they need you.
Open this when you're eighteen.
have a look
Three ways to answer. Pick whichever you've got in you.
This is the actual screen. Tap a format to see what gets kept.
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Nobody remembers everything. That's not the job.
Today's one moment is plenty.