Everything you need to know about me is written or at least the basics have been written. Sometimes even what you think you know isn’t what you know at all.

I lived a long and happy life, the first-time round.

I like to think of my life like a tree, continuous. Because I have shared all of these stories with you, you can share them with others.

For some reason we are full of energy. I am what my father would call the magical enigma.

When people see me now they don’t think that I am a woman of 41 years. To most, I have aged a lot slower than that and they see me as someone far younger than my husband. I once offered to change my form or to change his but he refused. Instead insisting that I should grow with my children. But I know I won’t.

I have a new fear that has been coming to me over time. As myself and uncle aged slowly I know that my children will age slowly too and that one day I will turn around to find myself an old woman but with no husband beside me. My fear when it comes, will be a life without my husband. My daughter and son grown but, like me barely a wrinkle on their faces.

My mind is a strange place sometimes I wonder how many rings we can grow. I think father should have been born a woodland elf. If I could have changed him I would.