John turned 3 today. I can't believe that he was born 3 years ago. He's growing up so fast, and he is smarter than I could ever imagine. I really wish I was home with him. I really miss my kids and my beautiful Mellissa. I'm only a week away from home, but since Michael is so sick, I don't think I'll be home for at least 2 weeks. He says that his stomach feels like its on fire still.
The doctors have him drinking the milk of a goat and only eating bread. He told me today that he's feeling better. I hope that we can get on our horses and go home in 2 days.
The people here are the best. The family that I'm staying with gives me fresh apples from their tree, and always give me fresh water from their well. They also cleaned my sword and my armor, and brought it up to me today. It made me smile when their 4 year boy, James, came up and tried to pick up my sword. He almost picked it up, but not quite.
I am so tired, and I wish that I could sleep. I've been a slayer for so long that I can't remember how to sleep. I know I'm safe right now, but I still fear a dragon attack. Until they're all gone, I will probably always be in fear.
Now that the moon is setting, and the sun is coming up, I'm going to go hunt. This family deserves the eggs of an eagle and pomegranate fruits since they've been so good to me.
I can smell fresh baked bread and I hear the fire starting up at the blacksmith's. Another sunrise alive always brings another day of hope. My hope today is that Michael is better, and that John, Violet, and Mellissa are safe.
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