September 14th, 1991
Dear Diary,
Today was a sad day, my family came to visit me in the afternoon, they didn´t look very happy to see me. As always, I was knitting for my grandsons, they are so adorable. They entered the room, they were worried that I was awlays knitting. They told me that it was enough, that I have done enough for the family, but I don´t care, I want the best for them, the absolute best, that is why I am knitting all this wonderful clothes for them, because that is the best I can do right now, I am too old to work or to do something else like to help in the house. After arguing for several hours, they finally stopped arguing with me and they said I was a lost cause. I felt empty, like my family wishes me to stop knitting, but I wont, after arguing, we sat down quietly and we drank some tea, and we ate some cookies,after that, I started knitting again, they all looked at me, like it wasb wrong! We started arguing again! They were screaming like crazy, telling me to stop. I started shouting and arguing. Finally they gave up and walked out of the house. I could see through the window, how they went back home. Finally it was over.
Good Night
