Finding Her Joy

The Dinner

A/N- "I'd never tell you, but I'm so scared to die. So much time spent together and then what? It's just over? I'm ready to die... but I'm not ready for this to end."
Who's ready for some twists and turns? Heartbreak and chaos? Love and loss? I AM! Happy reading! Enjoy!

(MIA POV)
I'd been out of town on a business trip for the last few days and found myself counting down the seconds until I was home. Not just home, but with all three of my girls.

Charlotte and I had talked to the girls about moving into my house after we'd returned from our holiday, but before I had to leave. To say they were excited would be an understatement. There was high-pitched screaming, jumping around, a hug from both of them that knocked us over so hard that we couldn't breathe.

Before we'd had a chance to sit back up, they were already planning what their rooms would look like. I took a mental note of every out-of-the-box idea they had for decorations, how they wanted the room set up, and what they imagined the walls would look like.

They weren't moving in for a few weeks, so I had time to give them their dream rooms. Before leaving for my flight, I went to my house and cleared out my office for Olivia and the guest room for Grace. The office was closer to the master bedroom, so I thought the younger sibling should have it.

Once everything was stored away in the attic and elsewhere, I'd called Reecey to do the murals on the walls while I was away. Then, I found someone to craft the perfect bed frames for them. Exactly how they'd described them to me.

Olivia wanted her room to be a fairytale theme. She wanted a bed that looked like a castle, and she insisted it have a slide. She wanted bright, bubbly colors in the room, but the castle had to be grey. When I'd described it to the carpenter, he suggested making a drawbridge for the lower half. The idea was to put the actual bed on top and make the underside an indoor playhouse/study nook. I'd also convinced Reecey to help me pain that once I was home. I had a plan to purchase a smaller castle that matched the colors for Bunnard as well. In her words, "I'm the princess, and he's the prince! Always!"

Grace wanted her room to be a fairy garden. She wanted there to be fairies haning from the ceiling and for everything to have a woodsy theme to it. She said, "I want to feel like I'm in their world." Her eyes sparkled as she said it, so I knew it had to be perfect. For her bed, I was going to do a version of a canopy bed. Instead of curtains, there would be vines and twinkle lights everywhere to make it seem like the sun was peaking through. I bought her a mushroom bed set, and the pillows looked like little logs. Reecey was going to paint one wall to look like the rest of the fairy village, and the others were going to be a small garden with little details dotted around. I'd even special ordered a rug that was supposed to look like a fairy circle.

I wanted them to feel not only comfortable at what was soon to become our home, but they needed to feel happy and safe in their rooms. Whatever they wanted or needed to help them adjust easier to the change was what I wanted to provide for them.

Everything needed to be perfect, and when I came home to set everything up... it was.

Reecey was adding the finishing touches on the last wall in Olivia's room when I came in.

My eyes went wide, and the biggest grin appeared across my face. "Oh, my... wow." The sight in front of me was stunning. Every wall led into the other with the stories. A tea party for Alice in Wonderland, a beach where in the water you could see little mermaids splashing around, and he even added a tower where Bunnard was painted to be looking out over the fairytale kingdom. "Reecey, this is incredible."

He laughed and wiped the paint off of his hands, "It's okay. Not exactly how I wanted, but it turned out decent."

"Reece," I said firmly, "It's stunning. Did you - oh my God. You even added all the little details on the tea set for the Alice part."