|To Those in the Know
||[Mar. 17th, 2009|06:43 pm]
Today I was sulking because no one's found Thomas yet, so I went to visit Chloe. Because Chloe's still here and that's important. I chatted with Tallulah, who is a riot and a half, and then I came home and I was sulking more. And then my daughter Zoe came up to me and gave me a picture of a flower she'd found in a book. Which, destruction of property aside, was absolutely darling.
And then, not to be outdone, Bianca made up a song about Mummy and stars and fishes, which was adorable and now I want to put it to metal.
For I am hardcore.
I'm not okay about Thomas. I want him found. I love him. And I'm terrified about this disease because it keeps hurting the people I love. My best friend's daughter and my cousin Anna and dear Allanah. God forbid it get to anyone else. (You're being careful with yourself, Mara and James, right, Spectre? And D Ro, what about you?) But life here in my safe little haven? It's good.