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[26 May 2008|09:31am] |
[Private]
Christmas was difficult without Fred’s mum. We made the most of it with the children but I simply don’t think there are enough dolls or broomsticks that can make up for all the people we don’t have with us this year. Ruby is still getting used to the idea that her grandmother isn’t around. The others have come to accept it alright. We’re all still so concerned for Fleur and the others. It’s hard getting into the Christmas spirit. The only glimpse of hope is the approaching next year. Surely it will be better than the last.
I don’t know though. George and Alicia are separating and that is almost as hard as death to explain. They’re used to Charlie being on and off with Nora but this is different. George and Alicia have always been so close to the kids. If anything happened to Fred and me, I always imagined they’d be the ones who took them. What now?
If love doesn’t work out for everyone else. If it is to be shattered by death, regret and anger – what does that leave for Fred and me? I love him more than anything else. I don’t want to lose him by death or other means.
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[Private to George & Alicia]
Are you okay?
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One holiday down and one to go.
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[29 Apr 2008|05:23am] |
I was a first year in Hogwarts and returning home for the first time when I met Molly Weasley. I wanted to see my parents but I might have gotten side-tracked saying goodbye to Fred and George. We’d all become such good friends and I couldn’t resist the urge to hug them off and make a display. We were always like that. She smiled up at me and then proceeding to give me the biggest warmest hug that I’ve ever had in my entire life before introducing herself as their mother. I knew immediately where they got their charm and hugging abilities from.
Over the years, she would occasionally send a care package for me. Most of the time, I stole out of Fred and George’s when I didn’t get one. She always had a knack for cooking just what you craving. Even if you weren’t craving it at the time the minute you mouth touched it you knew you’d died and gone to food heaven. She was a better cook than my mother. I wished she would have been my mother for the longest time.
Then I started dating Fred. I have to admit there was a phase there were I was terrified of her. I wasn’t sure if she’d like me once she found out exactly what I was doing with her baby. We weren’t saints and there were a number of times we probably could have given her a heart attack because of it. Despite the very much on and then off and then back on full force, she never seemed to think any less of me. When we started getting really serious and it turned into marriage, I couldn’t have chosen a better mother in law. I actually liked going to visit her and she was always there to listen when I needed advice.
With the births of my children, she was always supportive and nurturing even when I was terrified at the prospect of child birth. She was an amazing grandmother and the fruit of her efforts are shown in how much everyone misses her. She was loved by everyone and it’s just so hard to imagine her not being there to watch little Charlie grown up and get married, Art play in his first Quidditch match, see Molly enter Hogwarts or even little Ruby for that matter. She is watching in some way though. You can kill a person but you can’t kill a memory. The loss stings but I’m trying my best to think back on the positives. I think that’s what she would have wanted us to have done.
On another note, I haven’t heard an update on Fleur in a while. I’m concerned and I know there isn’t anything I can say or do that will help that situation. If there was I’d write them or I’d do whatever it is. I’m here though. I suppose that has to count for something.
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[29 Feb 2008|09:34pm] |
I’m discovered that I’m not very good with keeping up with this journal. It’s extremely difficult when you have to keep an eye on all the little ones. I’m adjusting to life without my eldest. It’s strange having her off at Hogwarts. She was always such a big help to me and now we’re managing on our own. With the shop and my writing there are many times when it’s just me or Fred with the other three and it feels like we’re constantly outnumbered. It’s all a matter of making it work though. You do what you have to do to make it work. Without a little effort at parenting they’d probably burn the house down though.
What has happened in the length of time since my last entry? My Kennilworthy Whisp article came out. That is the only dreadfully exciting thing though. It’s been normal business around our place. I hate to say I don’t have anything terribly fascinating to write here and I wish I did. Everyone else has bigger things going on right now than me at the moment. I’m not complaining. It just leaves little to write about here.
If any one is interested in keeping them for a weekend sooner or later, you might not find me dreadfully opposed. I love them but sometimes I think a break is needed. I can safely say that anyone who was to hold onto them for a few days would get the favor returned.
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[19 Jan 2008|12:01am] |
( Private to Fred )
Am I an Aunt again yet?
I’m awaiting news of the happy arrival.
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[18 Dec 2007|07:45am] |
I have to go out and do an interview with someone for an article. It’s nothing fancy and I’m not terrible excited about it. In fact, I’m trying to make as little of a deal out of it as possible since it’s only been my dream to meet Kennilworthy Whisp since I was twelve. I’m having lunch with Kennilworthy Whisp interviewing him about his son who was recently recruited to play for Wigtown and of course his own experiences in and out of the league. Mum is coming over though because Fred needs to be at the shop and we can’t both be away. The four little ones would burn the house down and then we’d be in trouble. I should be home around four though. I’m still debating whether I want to cook or just pick something up for us all. It’s so last minute but it’s not a bad thing.
This weekend the house will be overtaken by kids I think or Friday night anyways. Katie, if you want to bring over Sadie then you can. Friday around 5. She can eat with us. I’ve already told Charlie she has to pick up her room if she wants company. Art also wants friends and I know I might have told a cousin or non-cousin friend or two that they could come over sometime too. If their parents are obliging they can do the same. Of course, this is all pending that there aren’t other plans in place.
For now, I need to go and make sure everyone is brushing their teeth and getting some breakfast in their system. I'll be sure to write more later though. Don't you worry a bit. I'm just not feeling very long winded.
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