My dear diary-
Edward is more than this. To this day, I've never been able to think of a great enough word to describe him. He's pulled at my now lifeless heart strings since the first time I laid eyes on him. Now, I see some of those indescribable qualities in myself, too. And, in mine and Edward's daughter, Renesmee "Nessie" Carlie Cullen.
To say my life has changed "drastically" since moving to Forks, Washington is the understatement of a lifetime. My life, in all its immortal glory isn't the only thing that has changed. My appearance has also become distinct. When I used to look in the mirror I'd see a soft, plain, pale looking, brown eyed girl looking back at me. Now, I see porcelain skinned, red eyed, strong, beautiful… vampire. I'm still not used to saying that. I doubt I ever will be, and for me eternity is a long time to not be used to something. One thing I am happy I won't have to get "used" to is my crimson eyes. They are slowly changing, falling into a golden brown colour with tinges of red. I've stopped wearing my contacts around Charlie, and Sue - Charlie's partner. Alice sees great things happening between them. It makes me happy to know Charlie isn't lonely.
They still don't ask questions, and I still don't offer any information. After watching Jacob transform into a wolf, Charlie has become aware of the fact that there's something very strange happening. However, he also knows no one would ever hurt him.
Sometimes I go back to his house in the middle of the night to check on him. I crawl through my old window and go into his room to usually find him dreaming of something either fishing or work related. I miss him. I miss a lot of things. I'll never have to miss Edward though.
Jacob comes to visit Renesmee often. A little too often, but I am understanding more and more. She's growing so very fast, and he wants to be there to see everything. She often shows Edward and I that she loves Jacob. When she shows her father and I in her special way, we are reminded how different she is from us. Her heart beats, blood runs through her vains and she grows. She talks a lot about Jacob in this way, She looks at him like a best friend or brother. I'll always be grateful for Jacob and his bravery when the Volturi came. I was thankful to have him there, to run with Renesmee in case the Volturi decided to fight. I've always been grateful for Jacob, for always being there. Renesmee will need someone that's not quite human to talk to when she's gets older, a reminder that she's not the only one who is different one from us.
I am going to stop writing now. Edward and I are going to go sing Renesmee to sleep. Well, Edward is going to. I can't sing. But, I watch. I love watching my two angels. The two loves of my life. Forever.
-Bella