At the Daniels

Dec 03, 2004 19:29

I miss my children still - Stephen and Emily Anne, but being here with Connor, Dylan and Taylor provides me with some solace. They are moving on, moving into their lives now, excited by the strange rush of the holiday season. Curious, how the world changed during the centuries I slept. Even when my beloved Caroline was alive, when we had Sarah, Christmas was a solemn and holy affair - not this mad rush it seems to be today. But there is joy in the air.

I spend many hours with Taylor, training him. He is a bright boy, and one I would be proud to call my own. That I do call my own, I suppose, now. During the weekends, both Dylan and Connor go forth and labor, as well as my son's patrolling. So it is good for me to be here, to take care of the child. But I can not stay here forever, I think. I would be a burden on the family, old in my grief. I must take the time to heal - and the time to explore this world. It has changed so much since I slept and since then I have been so busy teaching my children to be...to be human, I suppose. Now I must learn to be so, myself.

After Christmas, I will depart and explore this world, find my place in it. Perhaps my place is here - and I hope that it is - but I can not go remain until I know for sure.
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