The illness would soon be a memory she would wish to forget. She didn't want to think about the lasting effects, the scars that would be forever with her and their family. She would especially feel a worry for her young grandchildren that had been effected. How would such an illness effect them as they grew? Would there be a lasting nightmare held within them? She was older, she could deal with the awful images that had haunted her during the illness. "As I said everyone is getting better now, worries are fading and health is coming back. Life seems a lot more relaxed again even if we do have to get back into some sort of actual routine." She would find herself smiling at the thought of normalcy returning. She could return to her position of authority and begin to help lead her family once again. "A routine will be good, we need to put this sickness behind us." She would think about life again, about getting back into teaching her grandchildren and providing for the pack. "Novella, have you found an area of study you'd like to peruse? I know when you left your father and I hadn't pushed much training on you. Do you feel like you've learned much since then?"
