Wisteria: Thanks… it’s getting harder to do this alone as they get older. I can’t wait until they’re teenagers! Ha.

Bubblegum: You know you don’t have to do it alone. I’ll still be here to give you a hand when you need it.

Wisteria: Thanks Gum… we… we haven’t talked much about what Macaron’s letter said…

Jam: There’s this new gaming system out, and everyone at school has one! Can we get one please!?

Wisteria: We can’t really afford that right now kiddo. My paintings haven’t really… well…

Jam: But Uncle just got a job right? He can help!

Wisteria: It’s not far to ask him that Jam…

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.