Present- September 25th, 2032
Tonight is like any other night. Nathanial is in my arms while he weeps and wails. I still do not know why he's crying. I have done everything that I can, and my little bundle of joy is still crying. However, he is a baby. And sometimes babies cry because that's what they do. And as his mother, I will be here to comfort him. Even though his crying is putting my sleep schedule on hold.
Vittorio is staying overnight at work, leaving me by myself in the process. After exposing his insecurities to me, Vittorio and I have been more honest and open about what we want. So, I'm used to him leaving to work on important things.
Besides, I've already finished writing my novel, so I'm not working on anything. This gives me plenty of time to focus on Nathanial.
The ring of the doorbell makes me twist my head. I have no idea who is at the door. I swear that if it's another girl scout with cookies,
Christine Stanzolio. The name itself sounds odd, yet so right. Vittorio and I are getting ready for our honeymoon. We plan to take a private plane to Rome. From there, we are going to Lake Bolsena. Vittorio is renting a ship and a captain to help us navigate. Then, we will land on Martana island. After that, we will spend the rest of the honeymoon absorbing the culture. I want everything to be perfect. Josephina and Anton are both looking after Nathanial while we are gone. So all we have to do is relax. I want Vittorio all to myself so that we can rekindle the flame between us. I want to show Vittorio how much I love him. Vittorio is always busy running his company. I am also attending book conventions and finishing drafts. Because of that, we don't have a lot of time to ourselves. But that is going to change. This getaway will be the perfect opportunity to show my love for him. "The taxi is here, Christine," Vittorio's voice calls me from downstairs. We leave the house and enter t
Present- July 23rd, 2037 Today is the day. I am finally going to get married to Vittorio. It feels like yesterday when he proposed to me. The woman in the mirror is gorgeous in the dress that Jessica, Johnathan, and I chose. Today is also the fourth anniversary of our very first date. "Mommy!" I turn around to the sound of my little boy. I see Nathanial run up to me. He is in his cute little periwinkle tuxedo. Getting down on a crouch, I scoop him in my arms and kiss his cheeks. His giggles made me so happy. Calvin walks inside the tent with a hint of a smile. "Ready for your big day, Christine?" I scoff as I let Nathanial walk to him. "You know that I ain't. I am still scared, but the whole point of love is to venture off into the unknown as a team." Calvin chuckles at my cheesy reply. "Well, as long as you are happy, then I am happy," I can't stop grinning from ear to ear. Calvin and I have had our ups and downs. But, I'm so glad that he could make it. "I'll see you later, C
Present- 5th May, 2035 I'm not excited to be here. At all. I try not to think about the impending war that will come from my relatives. However, it is not possible. My parents have paid for Vittorio's, Nathanial's, and my arrival to the States. They really want us to celebrate Calvin's birthday and have invited our extended family. This includes cousins, nephews, nieces, second cousins, and more. I haven't been back to the States since I left for Canada with John. And since then, I have never looked back. But so much has happened in my life, and Nathanial needs to know about this part of his heritage. When it comes to African cultures, including Ethiopian, family matters; the older you are in the family, the more respect you earn. Family is a part of the holy African trinity. They are education, faith, and family. Being with your family is a part of your identity. And you have to be there for them. Your ancestors brought you to this world. So it's understandable that the younge
Present- August 24th, 2034 It is the start of the weekend, and Vittorio and I are supposed to be taking Nathanial to the local pool. Our baby boy is already more than a year old, and he loves his baths. So we think that letting him learn how to swim will be a good idea. Unfortunately, Vittorio is in an emergency meeting right now. Something about an error in the analytical reports in the new firm. This meeting means that he is unable to come. So, I am here with Johnathan instead. That way, he can record Nathanial and send the footage to Vittorio. Plus, he might warm up to the idea of adopting. After the whole thing with Abdullah, he has been easing to the idea of having children. But only time can tell. Nathanial is about eighteen months now. And every single day, I fall more in love with him. From his gorgeous eyes to his pitchy squeal, everything about him makes me feel better. His eyes, which u
Present- September 25th, 2032Tonight is like any other night. Nathanial is in my arms while he weeps and wails. I still do not know why he's crying. I have done everything that I can, and my little bundle of joy is still crying. However, he is a baby. And sometimes babies cry because that's what they do. And as his mother, I will be here to comfort him. Even though his crying is putting my sleep schedule on hold.Vittorio is staying overnight at work, leaving me by myself in the process. After exposing his insecurities to me, Vittorio and I have been more honest and open about what we want. So, I'm used to him leaving to work on important things.Besides, I've already finished writing my novel, so I'm not working on anything. This gives me plenty of time to focus on Nathanial.The ring of the doorbell makes me twist my head. I have no idea who is at the door. I swear that if it's another girl scout with cookies,
Present- July 15th, 2033 The loud hammering echos through the walls. The room is vibrating as the constant noise reverberates with it. Nathanial is wrapped on my back with kente. I lean on the doorsill, looking down at my fiance in pure annoyance. I just finished feeding Nathanial and now I'm making sure that he sleeps. Vittorio is wearing his old denim overalls, and his hair is tied into a bun. “Vittorio, how long will you take to fix the crib?” I ask in vexation. Vittorio cranes his neck towards me with a blank stare. I playfully stick my tongue out to him. Vittorio rolls his eyes and continues to put the crib together. Our new nursery is starting to come together quite nicely now. We decided on making the nursery lilac purple. The bright hue made the room elegant yet simple. Most of Nathanial's furniture is inside the nursery. All we need to do is unpack all of his toys. During our move, the original