September 24, 2009

The strength to say good-bye…

Posted in Generation VIIIII: Mackenzie at 11:56 am by Carebear728

Mackenzie:

I tried to be a good mother to my twin girls. Izra and I ran to their room the minute they cried and held them close humming soothing words. I was so happy to be a mother.

Before I knew it my little girls were already toddlers.

Genesis’ hair grew into long black locks and she had these striking blue eyes. I knew she would grow into a real beauty.

I could tell she was a little genius already!

Genevieve seemed to be more of a tomboy and she loved being outside. It was always a struggle to get her into a dress.

I couldn’t believe they were the final generation until this legacy was over. I held Genesis close to me and kissed her head. I hope I picked the right heiress.

Soon Mom began to show her age. It was hard to believe she was 60! Eventually she let the pink grow out of her hair and just went completely gray.

I don’t think I could have raised my girls without my family. Izra just loved being a father he and Genevieve were always playing together.

Grandma Serena was also a great help. She loved spoiling her little Great-Grands and they loved her.

Things all seemed to be going so well…until Grandma Serena died. She was at work when suddenly I got the call that she had died at her desk. It was my own fault I knew she was a workaholic and a 98 year old woman. I shouldn’t have let her go…

Soon after she died I decided to give myself a little make over by brightening up my wardrobe.

Eyan and I were heartbroken but it seemed as if the tragedy had brought us closer together. He began to help me more with the girls and around the house. They loved their favorite uncle.

Izra and I still went on dates even after being married for so many years. He showed me everyday he was nothing like my dad.

Cherie:

I was now a senior citizen it was so hard to believe! I realized I had to get as close to my children as I could. I regularly went to visit my sister Luna and I was a little disappointed that she had gained back some weight.

Maybe it was daddy’s genes. Celeste looked something like a hippie almost like she had never been clothes shopping in her life.

Yen had aged so much I could hardly believe it.

One person who hadn’t changed was Harvey. He was still always the most handsome brother to me. When I looked in his eyes, even after all these years, I was left speechless.

He told me that he and his wife were divorcing. He had never really loved her but felt obligated to marry her since they had two children. Soon after we began datingOne day he took my hands and said ” Cher, I’m sorry George hurt you but, he was a fool. I would never give up the chance to be with you.”

I turned away and blushed.

Mackenzie:

My girls grew up so fast before I knew it they were ready for school. Just as I predicted Genesis grew into a real beauty.

Madison’s beauty was more subtle but she still was gorgeous.

Izra and I stilla cted like teenage lovebirds. He couldn’t keep his hands off of me, and I wasn’t complaining!

Mom and Uncle Harvey soon began dating. Even though it was a little weird I was happy for her. I knew they had both loved each other for a long time. It didn’t take anyone by surprise when they  got married!

Before I knew it I was expecting again! Maybe it was all the fun Izra and I were having hehe.

A few months later, I gave birth to a beautiful baby boy named Owen which meant warrior. Everyone in this family is strong and deserves names to reflect that, my little boy would be no different.

With a new born baby it was hard to find time to sleep. Luckily the girls were getting older and could help more. My children were all becoming so beautiful.

Genevieve still had her beautiful brown hair and her beauty had become more pronounced,

Genesis

and Owen was an adorable little baby boy.

I had let my hair grow out a little more and toned down my make-up to suit raising two teens and a toddler.

A few months after Owen’s birthday, Mom told me she and Harvey were moving out. She had had enough of the house and wanted to live out her years with the man she loved. I wished her all the happiness in the world as she waved goodbye.

I hoped I would have the strength not only to choose an heir but also to say good bye to this house and its memories…

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