Seasons Of Love: Epilogue to Love Heals
JAG
Mac/Harm Shipper
Disclaimer: I don't own em'. I am just a broke ass college student with an iPod, an imagination, and the inability to realize that JAG isn't coming back anytime soon.
Summary: Epilogue inspired by the Jonathon Larson song "Seasons of Love"…. This is a follow up to my story Love Heals…be kind please…. eh …read and review, my friends.
Seasons of Love: How do you measure a year?
Rabb House
Roslyn, VA
February 14th, 2007
I can't help but ask myself the following question. How does one measure a year in their life? Do they measure it in success? Do they measure it in money? Or in relationships they have made? There has got to be an easier way to measure one's life. And I personally think I have figured it out. Love. It's as plan and simple as that. A year ago I realized many powerful things about love. It' has this ability to heal and it can lead you home if you are lost and cant find your way back.
A year ago, Harm and I were given the chance to finally live the life we had so desperately wanted together. We decided to get married. We found out we were having a baby. A baby that turned out to be twins. And we were able to close a chapter in our lives that neither one of us had properly ended.
So here I stand, a year later, in my living room watching my husband of almost a year sing lullabies to our son and daughter. I take one last look at the scene before me and head to the mailbox to collect today's mail. I riffle through it as I make my way up the path leading to the front door. Electric bill, phone bill, Harm's copy of the Navy Times, a post card from Chole, and wait, something pink catches my eye. I open the door and deposit the rest of the mail on the hallway table. I keep the pink envelope in my hand and begin to open it. I head towards the kitchen and stop in the door way as I read the card inside.
"Sarah, What is it?"
I read the card several times only to make sure I'm understanding what the card is saying.
"Sarah…"
He sounds worried. And I can feel the tears coming from my eyes, so I know he is worried.
I wipe the tears from my checks and clear my throat.
"Michael and Renee Brumby would like to announce the birth of their twin daughters. Harmony Faith and Mackenzie Love Brumby were born on January 30th, 2007. Mother and daughters are home and safe and will be welcoming visitors soon."
Below the announcement there is a picture of Mic, Renee an their two beautiful daughters. I show Harm and can't help but smile as I see him wipe a tear from his eye.
Again I ask myself, how does one measure a year in their life? I do believe its Love.