There's not really much to say about Shady's return. I've been putting it off because it still feels unreal... like this is a dream, and she'll disappear again when I'm not looking. I suppose I've felt that if I didn't blog about it, nothing would happen to pull the rug out from under our feet.
She's still here and I'm still terrified something is going to happen, but if there's one constant in the lives of people like us, it's that something is always going to happen, if not today, then tomorrow. I just have to wrap my mind around my family being whole right now. Forget about tomorrow. Tomorrow is another day.
You've no doubt read about Shady's kidnapping. Her reappearance was just the same. One instant the place she had occupied was empty, and then next she was back again with Victor, same place, same time, different day. I blinked, hardly believing my eyes, and Victor was gone again. Teleportation... I hate it. I don't like the idea of people porting around when I least expect it.
So that's the long and the short of it. Sorry I didn't post sooner, but like I said, I keep waiting for it to not be true. (And it's really not much of a story, eh?) I keep expecting I'll wake up, and it will have been a dream. For that reason, I haven't been sleeping much, though it's beginning to catch up to me. Only so much awake-time excitement and adrenaline can account for. I've been cooking and going from person to person, making sure of everyone's happiness. Good fortune is often followed by bad. How much will the scales tip the other way when the bad catches up to us?
Sorry, sorry... I feel badly for even thinking something will ruin our happiness, but I can't help it. I wish I could live in the moment like Sunshine and be all smiles, but I have to consider tomorrow. Tomorrow might be bad again. Who will protect my family tomorrow?