5th september 1946
Dear Diary,
I just want to say that I'm not good at anything, my family ignores me, my grandchildren don't appreciate my knittings, and that's a hard work. But I'm only good at one thing, my passion since I was young, to Knit, I can knit anything that you can imagine, plants, balls, pillows, but my skill is to knit clothes, for my grandchildren obviously. But even though they don't appreciate my work, I will continue knitting. I want to be young again and be a fisher- girl, be with my husband and forget all these family problems that I didn't use to have. I love my family but I can't stop knitting because it is something usual. OH MY GOD! I'm being selfish with them, I didn't realise. I have to obey them, they were trying to help me, but I still feel useless, sad and very depressed, I don't want to be like this anymore, how I wish I stoped being like this. But never mind, I will continue knitting, that makes me happy . I don't know what would happen if my mom, haden't tought me how to knit, and for me it was very easy because they are only three movements, I would make more clothes for my family even though they don't like it, it is my passion not theirs, I would be the same as always.
Kiss Connie
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