Author�s Note: I am in no way trying to infringe on the rights of the creators and distributors of P:TL. I am merely borrowing the characters and settings for this story! I still take credit for creating Lysa and her history as well as any characters involved with her life that are not from P:TL. This story is an epilogue to The Journey. It is Lysa�s journal entry. Enjoy!
I know the journals were never created for this purpose, but this is one of the times when I must bend the rules a little so I know my experiences in the Legacy will have meant something.
These journals are supposed to chronicle all that I have experienced and encountered as a member of the Legacy and how the evil was defeated so if another member comes across the same evil in the future, it can be defeated again. However, this time the evil was within me and all I can think about is counting my blessings. And of those I have many, although sometimes it takes a near-disaster to make me realize how blessed I truly am.
Despite being a psychic and a natural witch, I am also human and therefore prone to mistakes and sometimes even trouble. This time it was an evil force after my abilities; next time it could be something else. For a long time I wondered if being in the Legacy was worth it. It took these recent events to make me realize that this is my destiny.
As a child, my father was in the Legacy, although I never knew what he did until I was fourteen. His work often caused him to travel and many times we would go along with him. I saw more of the world at ten than most people twice or thrice my age ever sees! Honestly, I wouldn�t trade any of it for anything because it molded me into who I am today. Just as I feel I�m a Christian (as I was raised to be) who practices Wicca, I also see myself as a normal person who was given the chance to banish evil from Earth. The Legacy is as much a part of my life as my belief in God.
The blessings I have are both material and . . . something else. The material blessings are the easiest to list, but those blessings that are of a more spiritual nature are harder to put into words. It�s also those blessings that are the most important to me.
The material blessings I have are a place to sleep at night, a job that I enjoy, food to eat and clothes to wear -- all the things we so often take for granted because we nearly always have them. I count my family and friends as the spiritual blessings in my life because it�s so hard for me to explain what they�ve done for me. I, however, will try.
One of those blessings would have to be my mother and Tawnie who have passed before me. They, in my mind, have become my Guardian Angels. They have guided me when I have lost my faith and have never left my side. I have so much to thank them for that they are absolute blessings to have in my life.
My father, no matter what he put me through, is also a Godsend. Although recent events have caused me to believe he is either dead or worse, my father has been a blessing. His cruelty and abuse towards me and the others in my family only made me stronger. Even if I can never forget what he did, I have come to forgive him for it. My father made me believe in fate and it was my fate to be treated that way. In the end, it was the abuse and pain he inflicted upon me that made me who I am.
Tika, my brother, sister and step-mother are all blessings as well. They listened when no one else would and taught me so much about myself. Whenever I needed them, they were there for me. They each, in some way, gave me the strength to continue when I wanted to give up on everything. It�s because of them that I have remained in the Legacy even when I had my doubts. For them, I am grateful.
As for friends, I have few, but those I have now are those that I hope to keep for a long time. Although there are few for me to mention here, I recently found out who I can truly be thankful for in my life.
Of course, Philip is one of them. He has been like a brother to me for at least 8 years, but he�s leaving the Legacy again. When I need him most, he�ll be gone. It hurts me so much to have to let him go once I have him back again, but Pip and I are very much alike. We both know that and if I�m right, Pip will be back soon enough. Pip understands what I�m going through and listens when I need someone to talk to. For this and so much more, Philip is a blessing in my life.
Derek, Alex and Rachel are also friends I am thankful to have in my life. They helped me grow even stronger. Derek, with all his knowledge, did all he could to help me and in the end it worked. Alex showed me what a true friend is by standing by me even when I had no hope left. Rachel, who didn�t trust me before, has come to respect and trust me now. She used that to show me what I have to live for. Without their help and support, I don�t think I�d be here to write this today. They each are my blessings.
Then, there�s Katherine. She and I are so much alike on levels even Philip wouldn�t understand. Despite the obvious age difference, Kat understands me and I understand her. Without her as well as the others, I don�t think I would have made it the other day -- even if she didn�t do much. Kat didn�t have to do anything but be there to help me. She�s my little angel.
Finally, there�s Nick. I wish I knew the words to explain how I feel about him, but I don�t. All I know is that somehow he and I are connected. We share so much in common and we understand each other without having to say a thing. I know I love him and that every moment I see him and spend with him, I fall deeper and deeper in love with him. Someday I hope I can tell Nick this even if he already knows it. Right now I�ll settle for taking it day by day. Anyway you look at it, Nick is a blessing to me.
Now that I�ve finished my rantings, I�ll briefly explain why I wrote this so that when some future Precept or member reads this entry, they�ll understand and take my words to heart. I also plan to use this entry as a personal reflection whenever I lose my faith. Knowing what I have to live for will help me continue this eternal fight with evil in all its forms. No one can continue to fight against the evils outside us if we�re not strong within ourselves. It�s like my father used to say: Sometimes you have to keep track of all you have to be grateful for to help you continue on. I just hope this will help me and others continue the fight we face.
(P.S. Attached are 2 important letters regarding my father�s current status in the Legacy.)
Dear Miss Ryan,
As requested, here is the information on the status of the Milwaukee Legacy House as of last week.
We must regretfully inform you that the Legacy House in Milwaukee has been destroyed. At this time we are unsure of the status of those in the House. This includes your father, Henry Ryan. The others in your family, however, are safe and well.
Our deepest condolences to you at this time. Don�t lose faith, however, as information is still coming in about the House and its members. The second we know more about the Precept�s condition, we will inform you.
Sincerely,
Jeffrey McQueen
Jeffrey McQueen, member of the London House, England
My dearest Lysa,
I am so sorry to hear about what happened to the Legacy House in Milwaukee. I am even sorrier to hear about the status of your father. I know he was never a great father or husband for that matter, but Henry was a good man inside. Keep the faith, my child, as we can never be sure of how your father is doing. Especially not so soon.
I will use this time as an excuse to check up on you as well. If the need arises, you know I won�t hesitate to call on you so please don�t hesitate to call on me. So, how are the San Francisco House and its members treating you? Have you seen Philip since being there? Have you met anyone interesting? Let me stop with the questions before this becomes an interrogation!
I will let you get back to your work which I am sure you already have enough of thanks to Derek Rayne. Keep in touch and stay safe and well. Also, take the time to count your blessings and forgive Henry for all he has done to you and your family. I will keep you and your family in my prayers as always, my child. Keep out of trouble as well!
Sincerely,
Duncan Munroe
Duncan Munroe, Precept of the Inverness House, Scotland
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