Good morning everyone and good May 1! All you'll be around to do picnics or the beach or place S. Giovanni in Rome, but I preferred to enjoy the quiet of home after a week of hell and that before another begins, and given that today is the day cazzeggiano completely dedicated to pure freedom in the house (my roommate started: D) I have time to update the legacy and conclude the chapter by Mary Rose! But do not worry, this is only the first part of last update of the second generation)
I wanted to publish it in full, but I have not had time to fix all the photos and since I will not make you wait I thought I'd divide it into two parties;) The second comes early However, while a good first part!
My pregnancy had made the news in town, everyone was talking about.
My family was well known, therefore, imagine the reaction of the inhabitants of a town like Sunset Valley ... I was the main topic of the evening when the bored housewives gathered to talk about that and close that one.
I do not care anything about that.
Every morning I left home for my long walks in the eyes of all and I enjoyed imagining their thoughts, but I am not worried, frankly I had more important issues first Peter of all.
At first I did not know what to do, whether to seek or not to seek the father of my daughter (yes it is coming because a girl!). I will not conceal that I was afraid of what might have happened, do not really know much of this man, we lived in two cities distant and did not want things get complicated. I was so happy with a baby on the way and my mother and my sister. For some time I had given up the "lived happily ever after" fairy tale, nor I had never crossed my mind that Peter might be right ...
But it would not be fair. It would not be right for my daughter and, so, I tried. All I knew about him was that his name was Peter and he was a journalist who loved the River View of Africa. River View
I went there, accompanied by Kim and told me that he had taken a sabbatical and did not know where it was. They gave me the address of his home, but it was closed, there was nobody near me and said that "Mr. Peter missing for a long time."
So I got in touch with the field in Malawi and I asked one of my colleagues to ask there ...
After about three months I received a large packet from Africa, with in books, pictures and objects that I had never seen in my life, and a letter Embassy where I was told that Peter had died a month before due to a bug bite untreated and had no family, so they sent her things to me. Apparently, Charles, my colleague had done to my name. After all who else could send them if the baby she was carrying was the only family of Peter?
Leafing through his diaries and photos, I began to know the man who had in one night changed my life. Peter was a journalist but a small hamlet of the hinterland who had traveled the world and had so much to tell, but it was basically just ... as if that night had been ordered by something above us, because Peter continued to live in her daughter ...
think about these things, as I swung on the swing in the park. Later on I went every afternoon, before dinner, when people came home and left the park in silence. That made me think of peace.
But that afternoon would have been different. I saw Chase for the first time since I left for Africa.
were already almost eight months I was back to Sunset Valley and had never met, but I often thought of him, it was inevitable that matter, all of the city reminded me of him. And there it was coming towards me. Suddenly I realized that I did not want see, I did not meet his gaze, it would be rather embarrassing! I left it overnight, I was flown back to Africa and I was pregnant ...
I looked down and I concentrated on my white shoes begging him to go away, but within seconds I was in front
"Hello Rose," he said
"Hello Chase here is the end, I thought
" Can I? "pointing at the empty swing next to mine
" Of course "
Chase sat down and began to rock slightly. They spent a few interminable seconds, just long enough that my reached the 1000 heart beats per minute, then turned to me and said "how are you?"
"Well," I said "at this point I would like to bury them right here in the swing" I said.
A quick exchange of words, as I was, as he was, as was my mother, as was Kim, have been maybe 5 minutes of awkward conversation, then stood up and said, "One of these days you must tell me all of 'Africa, now I gotta go, my grandmother is waiting for dinner, "she smiled and walked towards the house where he grew up, leaving quell'altalena up there with an expression on his face that meant "really exist, but these five minutes?".
Suddenly it occurred to me that afternoon many years ago when I went for the first time in the villa for a search that the professor had given us to do, and from there retraced all those years, every time we had lived, since treated him badly in high school when I held her close to him in bed. The sound of the bells brought me back to reality. It was getting really late, I left the swing and headed home.
Three weeks later came the big moment! I prepared the bag Mom and I went to the hospital for admission. In fact the birth was not imminent, but my mother had noticed that in recent days, since the labor started, my anxiety had skyrocketed. For me the fact that he is already in the hospital was already a great relief (and luckily there was room in the hospital, otherwise I could stay home with my mother who was trying to get me to relax with yoga, which is nothing short of impossible )
Four days after the pains began, "it's time to go into the operating room," the midwife told me to calm down and stroking his forehead, but my excitement was already there Uranus! My mother held my hand all the way from the room to the operating room, before entering, he squeezed even harder and said, "Your father would be proud of you and me, smiling and crying the left hand, while took me inside. At 12:53
of Savannah was born on April 21!
Savannah. I chose this name for Africa, for all the emotions you gave me and because of all the beautiful things this little angel was the best gift that I had done that land. And to Peter, who was so fond of Africa, the name would have liked. I would have loved!
The arrival of Savannah had illuminated that dear old house where I grew up. Finally, life had a reason. Even the stupid and boring routine made me excited. Life in three, then, was better than I expected: at the beginning I was afraid, I thought that I would not have ever made to work and make the mom, but it was easier than expected: the hospital I I cut shifts, it also meant a lower pay, but with the money I had left my father, me and Savannah we would have got away safely for a few years at least, and then there was the mom with us who seemed reborn had regained the light that he had lost after the death of my father.
I saw my perfect life in my house with my mother and daughter, and Kim, who lived across the street.
Of course, I do not deny that sometimes I felt alone. When those green eyes were closed and tightly in my arms, I could not help but think what would have been wonderful to share that joy with another person, be there on the couch in the living room, hugging, looking at our little while he slept ...
often thought of Chase ... I had not seen again after that day at the park ...
I felt alone, but in truth I did not know what it meant to really be alone ...
I discovered a few months later, when my mother left us forever
Now it was Dad. I am heartened to know how to set, them, you were loved so much in life, they would continue to love each other somewhere in the infinite, and I knew that their love would have protected us, however, I was left alone.
That house was my mother. I grew up there and all my life I had that fixed point, the confidence that she would always be there. The only certainty I had was that I should be now that still point to Savannah and had to go on without the help of her mother, who at that last year was a godsend.
The day of the funeral I saw was a Chase
knock on the door in the morning and I stood next to all day. Meet his eyes as acquaintances and friends were coming closer and feel the touch of his hand as he stood next to me at church gave me strength. In my heart I felt I did not deserve it, but I think after this, I needed him because otherwise I would have collapsed and could not. I remembered my father's funeral ... there the situation was quite the opposite: I wanted to make it alone I thought that would throw me in his arms was a sign of weakness. I smiled. As I was being stupid. Now I finally understood the true strength lies in supporting a person you love, without fear of appearing weak, because it is that it binds two souls so indissoluble. I no longer fear.
While Chase was standing beside me, with an eye toward the pastor, took his hand and squeezed.
had been a year since the death of the mother and Savannah grew increasingly
was a fairly quiet girl, always smiling, eager to know the world, this desire has cost me the mother of porcelain vases and some paintings, always the mother, who had left on the floor against the wall waiting for was someone to take them to the museum ... the vessel was not a big loss since they were really bad, Dad always told him. I think they were a gift of old Aunt Agnes ... that of the paintings, however, was quite painful, as you had seen were beautiful with the doodles made with the pen ...
more growth, more resembled his father, green eyes, the same nose ... I had taken the indonfondibile cut eye. I am sad to see it grow to die without a father figure, but there was Chase who occasionally came to visit, and Uncle Josh (Kim's husband) who was very close.
Now that her mother was gone I had hired a babysitter who badasse in Savannah when I was in hospital. Although the work was trying to be present for possible. It was time to take the first steps, say little words and the first pee in the potty (because only diapers salary would go away!)
One evening as the others, I had just finished work and I was eager to go home and hug my doll. As I approached the front door I heard her laugh out loud. I put the key in the lock so eager to see what the amused, what other game had invented Diana (the babysitter) to make her laugh like that, and instead, I found Chase
"oh here's the mom! I told the babysitter that he could go home, I was right? " I smiled and continued to tickle in Savannah.
I leaned against the door of the door and continued to watch the funny scene in front of me. After all that was not what I had always dreamed of? But Chase and I were not together ... In those months we had often seen, came home to see how we were sometimes left for dinner, but the argument was always the Savannah or work, never us. Every time I hoped that he would tell me something, anything, to come back to me, but every time he went left me a little kiss on the cheek and so bitter in the mouth ... I'd probably always remained alone, pretending that it was too, I was no longer just me, there was Savannah and whatever he had in mind, I could not force it. I
scostai the door and I stepped forward to take Savannah arm "you did very well," I said "I see that you were having fun without me! Diana's left you say something? "
" mmm nothing much, just that tomorrow night is free and can hold Savannah
"Tomorrow night?" Put Savannah in the high chair and walked to the fridge " but I do not have the round tomorrow night, tomorrow is my day off, you will be wrong, now I call her "
" No, you are wrong, because you actually have a commitment to tomorrow night "I laid
jelly on the counter and turned to look at him" I? and what should I do tomorrow night? "
" to take you step-by-7 "that said, I kissed her cheek, kissed Savannah and left the house.
smiled. "Want to see ..." I thought, but the hunger for Savannah interrupted my dreams.
The next day, working like a Swiss clock at seven I heard the doorbell. I was late, I forgot how you prepare for an appointment. I pulled off the heels that had ended up in a remote corner of the cabinet, hidden from thousands of dancers, sneakers and slippers and I dug up my eyeliner. I put a little lipstick on the fly and ran to the door, greeting Savannah Diana and they were seeing a Disney movie on TV. Chase was in a gray suit, with his collar unbuttoned, which made him a bit rebellious. Ties because he hated his father reminded him. He had never had a good relationship with him, his father wanted to send him to a famous college for children of rich dad wanted him to become a successful lawyer, but he loved science and so Chase had left the majestic Villa Manning to take the his career.
"Let's walk," she said "you do not mind, right? There is a great night "
" No, it's a good idea "in my mind swearing in turkish the heels because they were very uncomfortable.
Fortunately for my feet, the route was not long, the bistro was just close to home, at the foot of the hill (the return terrified me). All the while Chase said nothing, but I held her hand. Moreover I had not even want to talk. We walked down the hill with the sunset over the sea and the tranquility of the suburbs. It was beautiful.
"Wait here, by saying that we got, you prefer a table inside or outside?"
"outside"
I had borrowed a dress from Kim, because I had not bought more than I had for years and Chase knew them all in detail (and also knew how to remove: D), so it was good.
I wonder if you remember what day it is today - I thought - here he comes
"done, come, sit down"
At dinner we talked about the usual things, Savannah in the first place, work, and some local news. It seemed like the other one, the only difference is that they were at my house and I was not cooking, my hopes were slowly fading away and when he said "today we celebrate my promotion to the lab" I knew I should not expect anything from that appointment.
But there's always a but, the hope must never die! When we left the room asked me if I wanted to take a walk, maybe to the central park, because it was close to that thought, "but then you remember ... maybe! "
She took my hand and we went to the park. Was silent as the night of our picnic, where it all began. Yes, that night years ago and I ate hot dogs that Chase had made sitting on the grass, remembered the exact spot where we put the tablecloth and it was there that we were going. My heart literally went mad as soon as I realized that Chase probably remembered that and brought me out to dinner for another reason, quite different from his promotion.
"Do you remember what day is today?" I asked looking up, as we walked. I followed his gaze, watching the moon was "yes, I remember." He stopped, took me in his arms "Rose", the moments became hours while I was wondering what was going to say. He was so close to me, as we touch, I could to see every shade of color in his eyes. Inside of me I thought bitterly that he was spending too much time since I had watched those eyes so intensely.
"Rose I have always loved since the first moment you came into my life. I never stopped doing it, even when we were away, and I could not stop loving you. I want you to be mine forever, I want to marry you, be your husband, and I want to be a father to Savannah, if you want it "
If I want it?
He stopped a moment and I stopped breathing, I smiled.
course I wanted! I wanted to be his forever, I wanted to be his wife and I wanted him to be a father to Savannah, that was my biggest dream, and it was true!
"So you're saying ... we try again? "
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