Day 51

I guess putting my emotions to paper is easier than I thought. I just started writing them down and they flowed out.

I ended up crying myself to sleep last night. I had pent up my emotions for months, and I guess I managed to get some kind of release. Honestly, I don't know what I'm talking about, it's just something my parents would talk about occasionally.

I feel better today, less overwhelmed I guess. More clear headed if you will.

I think I found my favorite meal today. Par called it biscuits and gravy. I asked Par to teach me how to make it, and he obliged. I've come to expect no less from him.

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I've also come to expect very little from my own cooking, I'm improving, though very slowly. The biscuits weren't terribly burned and I only added a little too much flour to the gravy. Overall it was alright so I'm a little encouraged.

One other thing happened today, there was a change in the unborn sprite. If I'm correct, which I'm about fifty percent certain I am, she should be born tomorrow or the day after. I can't wait.

I don't think I'll get any better at ending these entries, so good night diary.

Day 52

Not much happened today. The most exciting thing would have to be the pretty birds' chicks hatching.  there was a total of eight of them,  and they are Much quieter than the songbird chicks. 

I am absolutely certain that the sprite will be born tomorrow. Tiddol should be back tomorrow as well,  at least I hope so.

I spent most of my time feeding the trees. It's gotten to be relaxing for me, familiar.  a constant in my life that will never go away.

Other than that there isn't much to say,  so good night diary.