Crystal Visions.

Children get older...

March 2011: Stevie's POV:  

For the past twenty five minutes, or so,  I've been a little motor mouth. Jenna who just got engaged to my very handsome and very beautiful son Seth, is sitting across from me in the dining, listening to my stories.  And by stories I mean warm little nuggest of memories, of my baby-Seth! He was (and still is) a beautiful little boy, he had platinum blonde curls, the biggest and gummiest smile and he reminds me of my father in his appearance. He does look like Lindsey, but there's something about Seth's facial structure that reminds me of my late but dearest father. My first love.  

I've fallen so in love with Jenna, as well as Nadine. I love having two new ''daughters'' I treat them like my own, and I open myself up to them with all the love I hold in my heart. My children are my dearest treasures, and my grandchildren are precious little gems. Nadine gave birth to '' Ryan Aaron Buckingham'' just a couple of days before Ella arrived back home. So Ella was there, got to meet him and everything. Told me she got all teary, when meeting him for the first time. I have a guest room just full of baby boy toys, clothing, nappies, layettes, blankets...etc I feel like I'm in nesting mood for some strange reason. Nadine and Aaron are coming to visit in a couple of months to be here for Seth's wedding! As I was saying I have come to acknowledge Jenna as my own. She's an only child, but has shared her dreams of being a mother to many children, but loves her job being a music and drama teacher. I've learnt that she's performed in London in Les Mis as Cosette, and has been in many shakespeare productions on the stages of New York.   

A plate of brownies that I made last night with Ella, sit in the center, between myself and Jenna. Her chin rest on her enclosed hand, her eyes intent on me as I chatter, only blinking when I take a breather between words. I'm so enwrapped in talking and she's so into listening that neither of us have even touched the plate of brownies, we've just been taking small sips of our waters as we (well I) speak. After I tell a story of how Seth use to run around the house doing his best impression of Mick Jagger, Jenna blushes. She chuckles nervously and fans herself, '' Oh my gosh. I'm sorry.'' she apologizes while her cheeks are a stained with crimson and her eyes get filtered with a small flow of water. She sighs heavily. 

'' I'm sorry, I don't know if you've noticed but I get very jumpy and excited when I'm around you. I have a confession to make, I had no idea you were Seth's mother, til I met you at Aaron and Nadine's engagement party last year. And I feel so embarassed because I use to listen to your music all the time on our way to dinner or at my house when we would have quiet moments together. I use to dress up as you, when I was little.  And I, just. I feel so guilty because I don't want anyone to think I'm marrying Seth just to get to you.'' as she almost tears up, I grab her right hand that is glued flat down to the table.  I soothe and calm her, '' Jenna. Do you love my son?'' I ask her, she releases a heavy breath and nods. Her eyes are burning with firm genuinity, '' He's my life. And I would give up everything in a heartbeat just to have him be mine forever.'' she says it gently, but the strength in her words are almost screaming in my ears. I smile, '' Then you have nothing to worry about.'' she laughs with me. We move onto another subject. 

'' How are you and your husband able to keep your family life, separate to your status as Rock n roll legends. If you don't mind me asking?'' she ask, her blue eyes full of excitement and curiosity. I smile, '' To the world, I am Stevie Nicks.'' I hear the dining room door open and sense Ella scuffling in and about the room. She's probably just looming about to get a few brownies. I wouldn't mind to hear her input on the subject, '' But to my children I am...'' I gesture to Ella who's standing behind Jenna, Jenna holds Ella's hands in a very warmly manner. Ella straightens herself up, puts on a stoic expression and says very dull-ly, '' Thou art the great and Powerful Goddess, who gave me life. And nourished me in thy womb.'' I raise my eyebrow at her. '' Ella drop the soap opera and be loving baby'' I say it dryly but she knows my sense of humour, Ella laughs she grabs a brownie takes a bite and after she finishes she answers. '' . I honestly. I thought that everyones parents jobs were touring the world and making music.  But she's my mom.'' when she she says '' my mom'' she sounds very territorial of me. '' And I thank god everyday for blessing me with the opportunity to have her be my mom. She's my best friend and she's my idol.'' Ella says. She smiles and makes her way over to me.