"You are not the cause of this pain, this pain so old I thought it was gone from me. I know that I do not have to tell you who gave it to me, but I will for perhaps it will help me to free the pain from my heart. It was my engagement gift from your father. We were to be married that May 1 of that year, but the day he gave that box to me was the last day I ever saw him. Then my dear on October 31 you entered this world. I wore that pendant until your first birthday, it was then I knew I would not see my love again. You became my love, my life. I have no regrets, except that you never knew your father. He was a beautiful man inside and out. You got your many gifts from him. I am sorry it took me so long to tell you."
Diana was covered in tears at the thought of leaving her mother and knowing she would never meet her grandchild. How could she explain? How could she perpetuate the single motherhood that she had grown up with? She knew she wanted for nothing and could never repay her mother for her many sacrifices, but she also knew the pain of unanswered questions. She knew that she must tell her mother. The question was how and when? While her mother was a believer, seriously now, this was a bit unbelievable.
Diana's hands shook as she picked up the phone and dialed her mother's numbers. She knew what her decision was; now how does she break her beloved mother's heart? The phone seems to ring forever when she hears a beep.... "I am away with the girls until the 5th leave a message or give me a call when I am back!" beep.
Uuugggghhh the 5th that was four days away, how could she wait four days? It was so unfair; she had to sit with her cocktail of emotions, sadness, guilt, giddiness, hopefulness for 4 days? How was she to keep from going mad? She would only have two days of work to keep her busy, and she couldn't even pack for where she was going. She would have to get all her finances in order so her mother could sell her house and keep the profits as a nest egg for herself.
She called her lawyer and made all of the necessary provisions for her mother to take over control of her assets. Her lawyer gave her a puzzled tone; but did as he was asked. So now 3 days 12 hours and 15 minutes left. She decided a nap was in order, to help clear her head and perhaps her dreams would give her some insight that would help her on this new journey.
Diana stripped out of all her clothes with little ceremony and lay on her bed. She hated to sleep with clothes most of the time they felt so restrictive. She placed her hand on her stomach to see if she could feel the baby growing inside her. She knew that she would not really be able to feel the baby but wondered if even at this early stage the baby would have its own energy field. She kept thinking of what her life with Erskine would be like, and how making love would change after the baby. Her finger found her clit and began its work. She thought how strange it was that she should be so turned on right now even with all of the thoughts weighing on her mind, but remembering the feeling of Erskine filling her with his seed and how a part of him was growing in her now just made all those feelings intensify. Her fingers fondled the downy hair on her lips, and then would swirl around flickering past the sensitive little nub. She took her other hand and brought it from her belly to her nipples. They instantly hardened. She noticed how elaborate her ivy markings had gotten and how rose buds were now becoming part of the design. She could not help but wonder why or how they were changing and how much of her would eventually become covered. She then took two of her fingers and began to slide them in and out, in an attempt to relive some of the magic between her and her beloved. She slid down so her legs became wide open. Her breathing quickened and her muscles began to tense up. Then as she slid her fingers in one last time she took her other hand to her clit. Her quick little pants became deep and loud screams. She threw her head back and breathed out the last of her orgasm, then settled herself for a long and deep nap.
There in her dreams she awoke to see her space, sunny and green and the woman she had met here before.
"Seems you know how to make an entrance young lady, I could hear you all the way on this side." The woman just had this big smile on her face.
"I, I am so sorry, I had know idea." Diana stammered and blushed.
"Do not worry, I, even at my age am not above a good head spinning orgasm. Too few women know what their bodies are capable of. That of course is not why I am here. You are now aware of your choice and destiny, you are also aware of the fact that it remains your decision to make. Though we are powerful we do not use it to force what is supposed to be. You should know that your power and intuition grows to prepare you for life here. I can see your decision, but know that you should not rush to tell dear Erskine. Human hearts have a way of changing and you must be sure."
"Oh I am quite sure. I suspect I was always meant to be here."
"Still use all of your time and yes your mother is the one person you should tell. She will understand and accept whatever decision you make should you stay or leave. Neither decision will have a bad affect on your child for it will be loved no matter where you decide to raise it. Your purpose though will be told to you on the day you reveal your decision. It can not be used to change your mind. A marriage must be made with a pure and unswayed heart."
"I do understand, and will make my decision with a clear mind. How can you be so sure that my mother will be as receptive as you say? I know her heart will be broken again. I do not know if she can handle more than one heart break in a life time."
"Your mother knows all too well about the sacrifices of love and knows that you love her. Also things and paths are not always as defined as you may think. Use your heart to create new paths and new ways of thinking. That too is part of your purpose. Be well my child and sleep with a soundly."
Diana looked up at her and silently thanked her. For the first time, she could read the woman's thoughts and found nothing but good intent and peacefulness. Slowly her mind drifted away and into a deep sleep.