I was having a sort out this morning. I came across my box of diaries. The first one is 1991. I very rarely reread them. Occasionally they’ve been handy to look something up. But writing in it last night I thought ‘what’s the point’?
Our youngest daughter was at junior school when I started and she is a 40 year old teacher herself now!
I’ve decided to carry on for this year, then when I’m no longer adding to ‘The Collection’ I might riffle through some of them, have a laugh, shed a tear and bin them.
Do any of you keep a diary? I don’t mean ones that jot down hair and dental appointments. They’d be easy to chuck out each New Year! I mean ones expressing your inner feelings.
Actually I’m glad I’ve made a decision. I’ve been wondering for a while why I still write in one and why I bother.
How do you acknowledge Easter.