the more things change, the more they stay the same
Life is unfortunately quite interesting of late; I'm very sure that my family would prefer things to be more the way they were towards the beginning of the year. I know my mother-in-law is far from pleased with the developments as they've come to us.
Still! We soldier on -- some more literally than others. I have great respect for the things that John does to protect his family, myself included in their number. In some ways, he reminds me of a father I took for myself a long time ago...in others, I believe he has surpassed that great leader. There are many things I should like to say, but I believe I will settle for an expression of my support for he and Elizabeth. There are many reasons I have chosen Atlantis as my home. I believe they should know they are chief among them.
Of course, other reasons include my Sam, and my Rodney. They are dear to me, my boys, as only they can be. Love is my realm of expertise, more than anything, and in that, in this place, I am happy as I had not been for some time. There were so many frustrations. My home is not the place it was when I began building it; my people are not the people I hoped to make great.
I believe my husband can understand that sentiment, but I also believe he has more faith in his children than I in mine...and perhaps I could stand to learn from his example. There are places my beloved first children have flourished. The death of my Dominica is, I fear, still too fresh for me to view those who wrought the world she fought vainly against with a clear gaze.
I fear I am not as blameless as I might wish to be in this. And yet -- though they have forgotten her name, the Isketian people have not abandoned the dreams Innair had for them. I believed, for a time, that those dreams had died with her -- and then with my beautiful Nica. I bless her memory that I was wrong, and I hope that under the tutelage now of Belran and his far-reaching family, Elwyn will make me as proud as Innair did.
But I have strayed from my subject, and speak of unpleasant things.
Let me share something that gives me cause to smile; Rodney II is flourishing under my granddaughter's now steady, guiding hands.
I know that my beloved princess is proud of her family. As I have always been proud of her.
Still! We soldier on -- some more literally than others. I have great respect for the things that John does to protect his family, myself included in their number. In some ways, he reminds me of a father I took for myself a long time ago...in others, I believe he has surpassed that great leader. There are many things I should like to say, but I believe I will settle for an expression of my support for he and Elizabeth. There are many reasons I have chosen Atlantis as my home. I believe they should know they are chief among them.
Of course, other reasons include my Sam, and my Rodney. They are dear to me, my boys, as only they can be. Love is my realm of expertise, more than anything, and in that, in this place, I am happy as I had not been for some time. There were so many frustrations. My home is not the place it was when I began building it; my people are not the people I hoped to make great.
I believe my husband can understand that sentiment, but I also believe he has more faith in his children than I in mine...and perhaps I could stand to learn from his example. There are places my beloved first children have flourished. The death of my Dominica is, I fear, still too fresh for me to view those who wrought the world she fought vainly against with a clear gaze.
I fear I am not as blameless as I might wish to be in this. And yet -- though they have forgotten her name, the Isketian people have not abandoned the dreams Innair had for them. I believed, for a time, that those dreams had died with her -- and then with my beautiful Nica. I bless her memory that I was wrong, and I hope that under the tutelage now of Belran and his far-reaching family, Elwyn will make me as proud as Innair did.
But I have strayed from my subject, and speak of unpleasant things.
Let me share something that gives me cause to smile; Rodney II is flourishing under my granddaughter's now steady, guiding hands.
I know that my beloved princess is proud of her family. As I have always been proud of her.