dear diary ✧ phan

June 11th, 2031

Dear Diary,

Today I turned 40. Wow, I guess I'm becoming ancient.

Phil gave me my presents not too long ago, and the last thing he gave me was a basic cardboard box. When I opened it up, this was wrapped up in some blue tissue paper. Attached was a note reading 'Keep updating; never lose track of what you've done, what you're doing and where you're going. It'll make good memories to look back on. Continue living your life through these pages like you always used to love doing. Phil xx'

So, here I am. I don't know if this will be updated, or whether I'll even look at this again after today. I would never dream of getting rid of it, but I don't know if I have the same motivation to continue writing a diary anymore. Maybe I'll surprise myself, but I doubt it.

Dillon is now nearly 17. He's at college studying Media, English Language, Law and Psychology. I don't know what he plans to do after college, but Phil and I will support him no matter what. It's crazy, despite him not being our biological son, how much he looks like us. He has Phil's striking blue eyes, and my dark brown hair. He's quite tall, and I know he gets a lot of female attention. Not that it bothers him too much, he's only got his eye on his girlfriend - Tabbitha. She's sweet. Dil really does make us proud every single day.

Phil is now the manager of his own games store. He loves it, and he comes home every single day with a smile on his face. I'm so glad he loves what he does. Me on the other hand, I never truly figured out what I wanted to do with my life. I guess I just went wherever the wind took me and continued to stick with it if it made me happy. Right now, I'm happy. I work with Phil in the games store, just as a sales assistant or whatever you want to call it. I enjoy it, and I know it makes Phil happy to have me there. That's all I could ask for.

It's time to go out for a celebratory birthday meal with Phil, Dillon and Phil's parents. It should be a good night surrounded by my favourite people. I'm so glad I have such a supportive family to lean on. I wouldn't have gotten through the darkest periods in my life without them. I owe them my life, for sure.

So, I'm going to stop rambling on. I hope I discover this again one day, so I can reminisce on everything that happened in my younger years - even the bad parts. I'm sure it'll be interesting to read.

Signing out - this time forever,

Dan :)