I kept a journal for so many years, it was all I was about. It was something that lived in my handbag and never left my side. Then I became a mum, and I love being a mum, but at the same time the journaller in me sort of ran off to the shadows. I am trying to recapture that part of me again. So the journal above I've had for several years, and never used...it always spoke to me now Im listening. This will be the book of my life, every little detail no matter how silly or boring, this book will keep it. Wish me luck!