June 22nd, 1989
At home

Picked up my photo’s from the holiday (if you can call it that!) in France and it’s strange to see Ben and I together in most of them. It makes me so sad knowing it’s all over between us but I know I have to keep moving forward and not look back. Much, much easier said than done.

I did, however, read and reread every letter and card he ever sent me.