Epilogue
Momma,
Nearly a year ago you left me and I never stopped writing this to you, to let you know what is going on here. I know that you are still looking down on us, taking care of your family. I know that you are up there, like you have always been. Today was the first birthday of the triplet and they were gorgeous. Teddy my darling grabbed the cake and put it all over her face, Oliver nearly burnt his finger in the only candle on the cake and Cat, Cat my sweetie lost every faith in the used paper she was sitting in after opening all the gifts. Julian became a lovely big brother. When we go out for shopping or on the play ground he always protect them - has to be Jarod's gene. Oh mum what shall I tell you about Jarod? Jarod is the most amazing man I have ever met. We can discuss every problem we have, and be sure we have troubles from time to time -remember life isn't easy. He is the best father I could ever think of, not making any differences between the kids, loving them all the same way, with all his heart.
I am still at home but I will start working at the little boarding school when they turned two, need something to do. As much as I love staying at home, its not my passion to clean up all day long. Father Padraigh had the idea after he heard that I have been to boarding school in Austria - so I will start teaching History and German on a boy's boarding school next year. I can't tell you how excited I am about it. I can't wait.
Julian started kindergarten a week ago. He told met that he wants to go to the kindergarten with all his friends, so he's attending the catholic kindergarten now.
Jarod is working for the psychiatric service in Donegal. Most of the month he works from home via Internet, telephone and personal assignments but two days a month he went to Donegal City, the capital of this county. Its always the same, that I am afraid that he will not come back, but my darling always come back.
Jarod helped Broots to find a work in Dublin, so that Debbie is standing with us. He told her that she hasn't to change school if she doesn't want to and that he is just a couple of hours away. She really turned into a lovely young woman, so adult.
Sydney is here and there always around, trying to put at least some parts of his past together.
Jarod and I decided to live our life now and that we will search for the losing parts of our past later, when the kids are older.
You know Mamma that I miss you with my heart and my soul but I have my own family to live with so, I don't want to say that I miss you less, you will always be there and have a place in my heart but the main part of my life are Jarod and the kids. I couldn't be without them anymore, even if I had never spent a thought on having a family or kids- I have been busy taking care of myself all life long. But not . now I feel loved - you should have seen the kids on Mother's Day. Sitting all together on the edge of the bed with their drawings and flowers in their little hands. Julian had prepared a poem for me - I couldn't believe it. It was magic, the feeling .. I can't describe it.
Now I am living the life I should be living, the life of a woman and not of a huntress. I am not Parker anymore, I am Mary Eve- Jarod's wife and Julian's, Cat's, Oliver's and Teddy's mother - and nobody else.
Yours, Mary Eve
Thanks
I want to thanks all of your for not giving up this story. I know that it wasn't always easy to understand because my English is far away from being comparable to most of the others. So I have to thanks Dianne in this way for being an amazing beta. I handed the story in pretty late and she did the a wonderful job. Love you for that Dianne, really. When I finished this last words of the Diary Entry, I couldn't believe that I have finished it - over 60 000 words in a language I started to learn 9 years ago and been told that I far away from the average, lower 1/3 of the class. But I never cared because I love writing.
I also want to thanks especially Melanie Anne, she was one of the less who always gave a lovely feedback , so did Mary, Tiffany, Pam and some others. Many didn't like the story I am sure, or at least some chapters, but I fell in love with the story, I could see through Parker's eyes, feel like her and partly think like her - in my own little way.
For me she is one of the most amazing characters I have ever *met*, because she's special, special in all parts I can think of. I was always amazed by her way to cloth, but time by time I got more and more into the picture of her character. She is and will ever be amazing, you can't change her that much to be different. She has a big heart and a hard cover, because she was hurt every time she thought she could trust somebody.
So I want to thank everybody who has ever read a part or the whole story. I hope you enjoyed it - I loved it.
Thanks!
Lots of love, Mary Eve Parker
Vienna, 20th July 2002
Momma,
Nearly a year ago you left me and I never stopped writing this to you, to let you know what is going on here. I know that you are still looking down on us, taking care of your family. I know that you are up there, like you have always been. Today was the first birthday of the triplet and they were gorgeous. Teddy my darling grabbed the cake and put it all over her face, Oliver nearly burnt his finger in the only candle on the cake and Cat, Cat my sweetie lost every faith in the used paper she was sitting in after opening all the gifts. Julian became a lovely big brother. When we go out for shopping or on the play ground he always protect them - has to be Jarod's gene. Oh mum what shall I tell you about Jarod? Jarod is the most amazing man I have ever met. We can discuss every problem we have, and be sure we have troubles from time to time -remember life isn't easy. He is the best father I could ever think of, not making any differences between the kids, loving them all the same way, with all his heart.
I am still at home but I will start working at the little boarding school when they turned two, need something to do. As much as I love staying at home, its not my passion to clean up all day long. Father Padraigh had the idea after he heard that I have been to boarding school in Austria - so I will start teaching History and German on a boy's boarding school next year. I can't tell you how excited I am about it. I can't wait.
Julian started kindergarten a week ago. He told met that he wants to go to the kindergarten with all his friends, so he's attending the catholic kindergarten now.
Jarod is working for the psychiatric service in Donegal. Most of the month he works from home via Internet, telephone and personal assignments but two days a month he went to Donegal City, the capital of this county. Its always the same, that I am afraid that he will not come back, but my darling always come back.
Jarod helped Broots to find a work in Dublin, so that Debbie is standing with us. He told her that she hasn't to change school if she doesn't want to and that he is just a couple of hours away. She really turned into a lovely young woman, so adult.
Sydney is here and there always around, trying to put at least some parts of his past together.
Jarod and I decided to live our life now and that we will search for the losing parts of our past later, when the kids are older.
You know Mamma that I miss you with my heart and my soul but I have my own family to live with so, I don't want to say that I miss you less, you will always be there and have a place in my heart but the main part of my life are Jarod and the kids. I couldn't be without them anymore, even if I had never spent a thought on having a family or kids- I have been busy taking care of myself all life long. But not . now I feel loved - you should have seen the kids on Mother's Day. Sitting all together on the edge of the bed with their drawings and flowers in their little hands. Julian had prepared a poem for me - I couldn't believe it. It was magic, the feeling .. I can't describe it.
Now I am living the life I should be living, the life of a woman and not of a huntress. I am not Parker anymore, I am Mary Eve- Jarod's wife and Julian's, Cat's, Oliver's and Teddy's mother - and nobody else.
Yours, Mary Eve
Thanks
I want to thanks all of your for not giving up this story. I know that it wasn't always easy to understand because my English is far away from being comparable to most of the others. So I have to thanks Dianne in this way for being an amazing beta. I handed the story in pretty late and she did the a wonderful job. Love you for that Dianne, really. When I finished this last words of the Diary Entry, I couldn't believe that I have finished it - over 60 000 words in a language I started to learn 9 years ago and been told that I far away from the average, lower 1/3 of the class. But I never cared because I love writing.
I also want to thanks especially Melanie Anne, she was one of the less who always gave a lovely feedback , so did Mary, Tiffany, Pam and some others. Many didn't like the story I am sure, or at least some chapters, but I fell in love with the story, I could see through Parker's eyes, feel like her and partly think like her - in my own little way.
For me she is one of the most amazing characters I have ever *met*, because she's special, special in all parts I can think of. I was always amazed by her way to cloth, but time by time I got more and more into the picture of her character. She is and will ever be amazing, you can't change her that much to be different. She has a big heart and a hard cover, because she was hurt every time she thought she could trust somebody.
So I want to thank everybody who has ever read a part or the whole story. I hope you enjoyed it - I loved it.
Thanks!
Lots of love, Mary Eve Parker
Vienna, 20th July 2002
