Today was a nice day. my family went to visit Great Grandma Weaver. what a Dear soul she is,For she presented me with this little book. she called it a "Diary" Or journal. "Pencil Down your thoughts, dearie." she told me. "Keeping a diary is a very fulfilling project." She said that she had a journal when she was a girl,and she said it became a good friend. 'Why I even gave it a name!" She had smiled at me. "Lydia."
I'm not very good at expressing myself, (Yes, not even on paper.) And I'm even worse at writing, but for dear granny I'm going to give it a try. actually, to me, it really sounds quite interesting. but I fear I'll end up writing something, then looking at it later on. Why It'll look so silly,that I'll Wrip it right out of the book! Well I'm determained  I won't do that. better yet, I'll make it a promise.

I've decided,even before starting this diary, that I'd follow Granny's example and give this diary a name as well. Maybe this book will become a good friend, who knows?
Well,My diary, I'll never call you diary again, for now you have a name. No longer diary, But Kathryn.

So, dear Kathryn, I'll close just now. But I will see you again tomorrow, and tell you about myself.
until then, I remain your's respectfully,
  
 Annette