Years went by before we felt like maybe we would be okay… birthdays past and each year I would give the boys a letter from Macaron. It was little cards, with memories he had of them. Even if he only shared a short time with them both, it seemed like he had so many to share.

I still hadn’t talked more to Bubblegum about his feelings for me. I wanted to tell him I did too, but I was still hurting, still am. How can I move on when the one I wanted is gone? But the boys do love him…

Jelly: No! Papa here!

Wisteria: Jelly!

Jelly had the hardest time accepting it. Maybe because he had the least amount of time with Macaron. He seemed to believe Mac was still there… I don’t know why he believed that, and I thought maybe he would grow out of it. Or I hoped he would… kids do have wild imaginations.

It took a long time to explain to them what was happening. And it was morning before their emotions finally wore them down enough to go to sleep. Maybe if they were older it would have been easier but… is it ever easy losing a father? Losing anyone for that matter? I’m not even sure they fully understand. But I think they know Macaron isn’t coming home…

We were all completely oblivious as to what was about to happen. Bubblegum and I played with the kids, happy as could be. The boys weren’t used to Mac being gone so long, but we kept them distracted enough where they didn’t seem to mind after a while. But after so long of waiting, they started to ask where he was. And so did I…

Bubblegum: It’s okay little guy, your dad’s just going to work. He’s gotta go save the world from bad guys. He’ll be back soon!

Jelly: Promish?

Bubblegum: Promise!

That’s what I thought too. It was Macaron’s first day back at work. Ever since Jam was born he’d been doing simple desk work, after he had Jelly, Mac decided he wanted to go back to his dream. The one he had been on since before I even moved here. I was happy for him of course. I just wish… well I did say this wasn’t always going to be a happy story.