<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f7/Johnny-depp_20070504_193920.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Nythaniel Newlund  or simply Nate as his wife would call him. (who for a time went by the name of Jonothan Crane)<br/><strong>Location</strong>: At the Newlund Home<br/><strong>Tag</strong>: Kenna Newlund<br/><strong>Action time</strong>: Around 5:30 Inside his home with his wife<br/><hr/>Martha held her thin dwindling arms out to her daughter and when Kenna came to her she wrapped then around Keena her own voice shaking with emotion, "I love you too dear... the day you were born was the second most greatest blessing of my life... the only person I have ever loved more well not really more but in a different way was your father.  I could not have asked for a better daughter... nor have I wanted any other."  Martha had tears in her eyes thinking of the words she could never bring herself to utter.  The fact that she had been nothing but a burden to her daughter the last couple of years and now it was nearly time for her to move on... move on and perhaps be once again reunited with Samuel.  One one level she understood that her daughter already knew that she would be going soon.  Kenna had been aware of the fact she was dieing for some time now.  Martha knew because of the way Keena always said good bye to her even if she was just going out to do something in the garden.<br/><br/>Gently pushing Kenna so that she would sit up but still holding on to her shoulders with her frail blue veined hands, "Promise me you will not overly mourn for me my dear... remember what your father and I have taught you all these years.  Death is not an ending but a new begging.  Your Nate is back... shower him with all the love and tenderness which you possess and teach your children in the ways you have been brought up to be.  Now go on now and be with your husband... the Great Mother willing I too will soon be with mine."<br/><br/>Nythaniel had tears running down his cheeks listening to the exchange between his wife and her mother.  Both of his hands gently massaging her back offering all the love and support he could possibly give.  And preparing himself to give more once they were alone again in their own room.<br/>