<div class="floatright">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/d80f/21h8ybmnz6cjeh34g.jpg) (http://www.mediafire.com/view/21h8ybmnz6cjeh3/Kimmie.png/file)</div><br/>Chloe answers all of my questions.  She doesnt hold back; and some of the answers are comforting.  Others feel more ominous.  But, she lays it all out before me.<br/><br/>My future with Chloe is assured.  That was the paramount issue.  With that knowledge, I feel as though I can face anything else that might come along.<br/><br/><em>"I dont want you to have me initiated unless its the right thing to do.  From antiquity there have been divisions along the male-female borders.  If the Sisterhood deems me not acceptable, please know that I will be the doting wife and wait for you outside that circle.  I know there are things I may never understand, never have explained to me, never be able to participate.  As long as I have you, I'm fine with those decisions.  I'm only getting a rough sense of all that has happened and all that is happening as we move forward today."</em><br/><em><br/>"My fate is with you.  I chose it willingly and without duress.  Im where I want to be.  Ive had my own changes as well.  Things that the Sisterhood may have seen or heard of, but certainly have not experienced.  If my role is to be support for you, I embrace it, I want it, I accept.</em>"<br/><br/>I reach out and entwine my fingers in hers.....I dont feel any of her power, any of her prescience.....I feel my Chloe....warm, caring, and strong.<br/><br/>She smiles and mentions the baby:<br/><br/>“Yes, we will have a baby. How I haven’t seen that. Because it’s up close and personal as it were, maybe it’s not something I’ll ever be able to see until it’s actual. The child is a female. Yours and my genes. She will be born with foresight. Our lives will come to an end in her shadow and we will pass on fulfilled.”<br/><br/>I smile.....<em>"As it should be.....parents passing on to the children....leaving them to carry on.....prepared and loved...."</em><br/><br/>“Okay, we have maybe 10 more minutes before the world intrudes, a minor cusp where we must choose well. Ask away and I’ll try to answer.”<br/><br/>I give her hand a soft, gentle squeeze.  I look into her beautiful eyes, and say:<br/><br/><em>"I would like 10 minutes just to have you to myself.  All the questions will be answered as they come along.  I have chosen my path.  I hope when you make your decisions as you look down each path, you will be able to choose the path that Im following.....I'll be waiting to take your hand and walk with you"</em><br/><br/>I sit back in the chair and just let our 10 minutes of peace occur.   A cusp is coming.  We'll deal with that when it arrives.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>