The Celestials drop me back at my home in the early part of the morning. As I walk back toward the tent, I realize that it’s time to have a real home and not a tent. I have the plans I’ve been working on and finally the finances to begin. It’s not the same home as the one I lived in ‘before’ in my life with Aleah, Daphne and Ean. I don’t think I could rebuild that house and not think of them every time. Instead, I have another home entirely. A new house that’s a representation of this new chance.
The initial construction finished up just before Hot Dog Day. It’s always been one of my favorite times of the year. People grilling out, having water balloon fights or playing on the water slide. The fireworks.
I invited Blue, Dawn and some friends over to christen the new house on Hot Dog Day. There isn’t much. I don’t even have a kitchen, just a grill and a picnic table, but on that day, that’s really all we needed.
I’d like say that I am good at grilling, but… 
after the fire was out… I had a chance to talk to Blue alone…
I asked her to move in with me. It’s a big step, a scary step, but I’m ready for it.
I should also point out another big and scary thing, before someone else does. I’m pregnant. The Celestials left me with more than just a message for the future this last time. When they took my grandfather, they told him Aunt Diana was going to be a helper for him in his Mission. Whomever this little one is going to be, will be that for me, too.
But so will Blue, as she accepted the offer to come and live with me, join me in this life. We will be a family, even if it is an unorthodox one by most people’s standards.
Life with Blue is an amazing adventure. She brought her dog, Kaya, with her and every day after work, I walk Kaya and play with her. She is energetic and sweet.
Blue is pregnant now, too. She is due almost as soon as I am, according to the doctors.
While I am waiting for the babies to arrive, I have been doing some exploring around the neighborhood. My mother told me about a fanciful tree in Willow Creek, and I’ve decided to check it out. According to the old records in the library in Windenberg, it is called Sylvan Glade, was long held to be a myth. It’s not. I have spent a lot of time there, gathering samples and fishing.
Finally, my baby boy is born. We name him Elias. Taking care of him is hard on both of us, because Blue is still pregnant with our daughter-to-be, whom we intend to name Delia. I am exhausted more than I am not.
But isn’t that life? Hard work and family, rewards you can’t quantify because they aren’t tangible. Just things that we feel in our hearts.
As I watch our children grow, my heart is full up with love for them. Elias and Delia play and learn together, and often get into trouble together, too. They are different than the two I ‘lost’ to the other life. I’d like to say that I am over it, because I have moved on from Aleah, but the kids are another thing. They were mine, and like Delia and Elias, they both held a place in my heart and still do.
I miss them.
I have nothing to remember them by except my memories.