New town, new life

 There isn't much in Sunset Valley. But I don't mind it, my family is here. Especially my little Hazel. She's growing so much every day, and above everything else, she truly resembles Spencer in almost every way. However, her personality is the spitting image of yours truly.

 I laid my sweetheart down to bed with a kiss. Hazel gave a small whine but eventually her eyes started to flutter as I sang to her.
"Twinkle twinkle little star, how I wonder what you are..."
She yawned
"Up above the wold so high, like a diamond in the sky."
"Love you, mama" were the words that escaped out of my little wonder before she drifted off.

 Meanwhile, in the kitchen my mother slaved over the oven for a good hour, making sure that our first night in their new house was perfect. I told her that she shouldn't worry about us and that I could just heat up something in the microwave. She seemed taken aback by my unselfishness. I understand, I've spent most of my life taking advantage of my mom. In my newly found graciousness to my parents, I vowed to myself that I wouldn't fight with them and that I would do my very best to help make this house their home.

 "Dad, will you tell me something about myself when I was a kid?"
"Like what?"
"Well, it's just that I can't remember my hobbies...what I liked to do. I want to make something of myself eventually."
"Ande, you spent your entire childhood dreaming about being a dancer. You were good too, I used to tear up watching you."
"I did dance once...I couldn't imagine doing something like that now. After back surgery and everything, I think that would be hard to get back into."
"Well, I know you Ande," My dad mused. "You could honestly do whatever you set your mind to."
"Thanks dad.." I trailed off, wishing there was some way I could prove him right.

 

When Eden and my mom sat down, I felt a slight bit awkward. These three have been together through everything. Eden is the only one of my parents children that stayed with them through thick and thin. I have walked out on my parents not once, but twice. First when I ran away from home at the age of 17, and then again when I left the island to make a new life for myself with Spencer. I was hoping this time I could finally make amends with the terrible things that I have done to my family.

"Mom? Would it be alright with you if I took over making family meals? That way you can focus on other things?" I voiced this question after only a little bit of thought. I had figured that being home all the time would really take a toll on me, especially with nothing else to do. Planning and cooking meals would really give me something to think about.
"Sure Ande, it'll give you a project." Mom smiled through her bites of salad. "I want to start thinking about a garden anyway, so I'll let you take over feeding us fatties." I laughed while my dad scoffed, "If you're cooking, you're in charge of dishes too." He gave his opinion. "That way I get your mom for a little longer."

"If there isn't anything else, I think Hazel and I are going to sit down for a little while with her lessons." I was tired. It had been a very long day, with leaving everything behind and going to a town that I had never seen before...My parents were so gracious though. They wanted to make everything easier for us and that was the thing I was most appreciative of. Both of them were my rocks and I don't know how I can ever repay them....

Besides by raising their granddaughter to be a kind, wonderful woman.

The Next New Adventure

"Come along Hazel." Ande Langley's cool voice echoed throughout the halls of an empty house. "There's no time to goof around, grandma is waiting for us."

The 25 year old Ande toted her young daughter out through the front door before turning the key in the lock, saying goodbye for the last time to the only place that Hazel had ever known. While there is no indication of anyone inside, Ande could feel the life that had been created for the two of them drifting away from her own.

Hazel and Ande made their way to the car where their cat Tiger was already napping in the front seat, among many scattered belongings. Ande's decisions were finally her own. There wasn't a man pushing her out of her home, her mother hadn't poked and prodded to finally get Ande and Hazel away from the loneliness that had consumed the two of them for so long.

Hazel had just turned 4 years old, without a father. The last that Ande had heard from Spencer was months before Hazel had been born. Although with research, Ande never found a trace of the man that she had planned on spending the rest of her life with. His face still flashed back and forth in her memory. She had wished for years that she had at least known that he wasn't dead, however nothing ever came forward.

Ande drove for 6 hours to arrive at her mothers new house on the outside of Sunset Valley. Della and Adam had recently been invited to bring their household back from the middle of nowhere. The town had contacted them to return as means to make amends with one of the biggest family lines to inhabit Sunset Valley.

**Ande's Point of View**

When I knocked on the door to my mom and dads new house nobody answered. I had figured that all of them would be busy with unpacking and exploring their new home. I couldn't see anyone through the glass front door, so I let myself in to the place that I'd be staying for the foreseeable future.

I entered the living room and  heard a faint clicking of heels coming up behind me. When I turned around my mom had her arms out ready for a hug. The last time that I had seen my parents, we had a falling out. I up and moved not to long after to get away from the people that I thought were ruining my life. As it turns out, my parents really were only trying to help me better myself. After being abandoned by Spencer, a lot of my realizations had to do with coming of age and imagining what I would have turned out like if my parents hadn't always been on my ass.

My mom...She has such a strong spirit. She didn't deserve a shitty daughter such as myself. Her age was starting to show. There weren't any strong wrinkles taking over her face, but you could tell that she is well beyond her prime years. Although she looks older, my mother has always been beautiful.

"Ande!" She sounded so excited to see me. I didn't deserve that. "God, how I've missed you..." Her voice trailed off as another picked up from across the hallway.

"Della, the pool is finally warm enough for skinny dipping!"

My dad...Always such a dork. He's had his fair share of aging. Unlike my mother, my father's age lines have really defined his face. It hadn't been more than 5 years and it seemed like it had been a million. Above all else, I had truly missed my father. He was always willing to put himself on the line to bring me out of a bad situation.

I have no idea what life brings us from this point onward. I hope that the years apart will pull my family closer together. I introduced my parents to my daughter and wished for the best for the next new adventure.

-Disclaimer-
Hello all, old and new. I have returned hopefully for longer than the last time. Just a few notes about the meaning of this post...My hopes are that I can continue this blog from this point on in Ande's life. This is going to be a little weird for me, as I haven't wrote or read about my Ande for a little over two years. It's possible that I could miss little details about the life of my own creation, but I'm willing to take that chance.

A few updates on me, I'm still the dorky lady that was once known in the sims community. However I am no longer writing out of necessity but instead I'm writing out of being really super bored. I've been attending college during the fall and spring but the summer months are pretty bleek besides work. I've recently been married, so blogs and stories and stuff can't completely run my life, as I have a family to care for now. I've been working at the Pizza Hut in my town and recently began training as the assistant manager. Besides all that, nothing really has changed. I love Naruto and Markiplier....and the sims. I hope that I can rekindle my love to my story as well and continue as I had never stopped.
-Love always,
Karni