It all began at the age of 12.  As I opened my presents on Christmas Eve, one gift was going to change my life.  It was a small dark green diary with its very own tiny gold key.  I could hardly wait until January 1 arrived so I could begin writing in it.  New to the art of journaling, I recorded everything from my favorite 45rpm records to insecurities about friendships and boys to the meals I ate which often included french fries,  ...