today is the day i begin my diary.
ever since im little i’ve wanted to have my own diary. my parents always bought me a journal every year, but i always gave up on it after a boring week, but lately ive realized i’ve been thinking to myself “if i had a diary i’d have written this down!” too many times. now there’s so many forgotten memories and long lost dates that had i had a diary, i’d have cherished for the rest of my life: the days i got my dogs, the day i started talking to my husband, the day my dad came home to visit after many long months…
i’ve realized it’s not about writing everyday, but writing down what’s important. so that’s what i want to do from today on.
welcome to my diary!