Janine

Progress. I figured it'd come quickly – a shocking miracle, a wish on a fallen star come true, a cure for memory loss. Anything.

I know, I know. Was that naïve or what?

I was always an optimist, always a bouncy, happy, giggly kind of Scottish girl. And then I graduated, and things shattered. I saw death in so many different ways, I watched it take thousands of people. I cried the bitterest tears, because my fairytale…. My fairytale was broken.

To make it all worse, I fell in love with Ibrahim, who's kind of a mafia lord (only I don't know whether he traffics drugs, hookers or ponies) and what do you know? Pregnancy. Of course. And it wasn't even a normal one – no, there was some strange little problem that got me confined to a bed for six months and gave me the worst morning sickness in the history of mankind. And when my beautiful daughter grew up to become the wonderful woman I always knew she'd be, this happens.

It's like the Greek Fates are holding some kind of grudge against me! What could I have ever done that was twisted enough to deserve this kind of all-consuming pain? This… this fear?

Children shouldn't die before their parents do. I mean, I know Rose isn't in danger anymore, but when I heard, I was terrified into crying the whole flight to Pennsylvania. I can't – I don't even want to imagine what it would be like to watch your baby slip away from you and go somewhere that's so far away, you won't be able to hold their hand, or kiss them if they cried.

So I waited for her. I waited and prayed, and even called my mother, because I finally understood why she hadn't wanted me to be a Guardian, why she'd done her best to keep me away from the schools.

Yes. I had to forgive her. Otherwise, how could I ever ask Rose to forgive me?

Okay, guys, sorry about the wait! But, in my defense, my winter vacations mean family time, so that's that. And then the first week back in class was insane, because my friends and I were directing a short film for a contest and... yeah. Life happened.

But I'm back! So... review and express your anger/joy!