It wasn't unnoticed, this loss of happiness. Elann understood why, dependent on what he read. There would be hard thoughts in there that she had written and very good thoughts. Almost all of which she had opened to him about. Her only hope was that he wouldn't be childish and hold it against her for a long period of time. It surely was a mood ruiner, but it was plain to see how she felt about him in that moment.

He shifted to lay on his stomach as she watched him and expressed that he didn't understand. It was not so easily explained, she figured, but she would try so that he could understand her a bit more.

"Well...It helps me think. I feel when I write these things down, no matter how bad or good, it helps me to understand them better; to see what is not so easily seen for me. The reason I am changing right now and before to be a better wife is because I wrote down the things that were bugging me, looked at them, and they helped me to see I was in the wrong in many ways. I also can see more of the good in our relationship."

"I don't know if this is the same, but when you draw art, do you look at it as just art, or is it a part of you? Does it help you remember? Help you think on what was done and what you saw? It's kind of like that. I like to read them too, because sometimes I forget a lot of things and it reminds me."

She wondered if that explanation was good enough for him and yet felt she needed to say more.

"You know...that page you read may have been bad, but there are very good pages too, and they tell our story in a way; like a record.