New Beginnings from Old Ends

Dear Journal,


This experience is new to me. It's not often that I confide my feelings so openly, let alone with blank pages. Well let's see what I can do, eh?

It's been two weeks since Mother's disappearance. Oh how I miss her. Sonny seemed surprisingly unaffected by it, and has taken my youngest siblings away to somewhere I'm assuming is far from here. Fortunately in his series of odd behaviors some were saved. Jorge and Josie are living with Erin now, and Chaos has been left in my care.


His usual vitality has been waning recently, it seems he is taking the loss quite hard as well. I often see him staring back at his old home, as if he left something there and needs to go back for it.


Mother's old friend Quavi has gone missing as well. Could it be possible the two ran away together? No, of course not. She would never permit such a thing. “It's not a behavior that a Widow should condone,” she used to say. Used to say...


On my walks with Chaos, we pass by our old home. It's sad really. Death has been a part of my life for as long as I can remember, but I have yet to accept the fact that she has departed from this world... and every time I pass that house, I get this feeling that she's still in there... calling to me.

A Widow at heart,

Geoffrey Nielson

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