Digi-mama, G's last wife was the only one to escape being changed like me and all the others.  G was also on the very tail end of his life, and he knew it.  His physical body was failing miserably. One thing that didn't change was his unwillingness to allow Digi-mama any room to be orderly or organized.  On top of that, he refused to teach her or include her in any of his Digi-projects.  Typical G story, all about his Digi-self.

One afternoon, G went out for more Digi-wires and supplies to stock up on.  After he left, Digi-mama broke down and cried overwhelmingly, looking at the Digi-mess all around their small home in her wake.  You see, G had lived large and spent fortune after fortune for hundreds and hundreds of years.  His health was gone and vanishing more week by week, it was very evident these last months.  So, living in huge spaces did not interest old G anymore. 

Anyways, Digi-mama stopped crying and got fed up and fired up the very next instant.  She started to speak out loud, "So Mr. high and mighty G, you think you are the only one that can digitally or electronically do anything great!   Well guess what?  the universe is a force and an energy too.  Another thing, the cosmos and the universe and God's active force, the Holy Spirit is on my side let me tell you.  You dog me and ridicule me, every time I try to show you just how the universe talks to me and shows me things through nature, insects, animals, and light.  You think it is a bunch of crapt that I am trying to feed to you."  I am convinced that you G, are an old worn-out dirty dog on your last leg to stand on.  So how about that!"

The last straw and breaking moment hit when Digi-mama found her latest beautiful crochet project and skein of yarn wrapped and entangled so badly throughout a huge mass of copper wire cords and adapters.  It was on then for reals.  She was one angry gypsy, and a mad Indian all wrapped into one.  That is what she really was too, half Cherokee and half Hungarian gypsy.  

But wait!  Besides all his "Mad Genius" wires and such strung out from one end of the house to another, there was more.  He had the kitchen looking like an alchemist lab gone wrong as well as a chemical warfare danger zone.  All it was missing was a warning or danger sign, enter at your own risk or something.  The faster and harder you tried to pick up or clean up after him, the more impossible it became... Like Super Big Facts!!!

In her tantrum and hissy fit, Digi-mama threw a gizmo gadget device from the kitchen.  She was aiming for one of G's storage bins of stuff, but she accidentally knocked me off the shelf and I fell into the mass of cords, plug adapters, and copper wire entangled in her yarn.  There were also two bases actively plugged in to charge cordless drills that was included in the mix, as well as all kinds of disassembled flashlight parts, springs, and lightbulbs.  Digi-mama then heard G rolling to a stop in the driveway, she went to the bedroom and slammed the door.  Fighting with G and arguing about it, created a lose, lose situation for her every time, so it was pointless to start in one.

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                                                                                     4 days later.....

I was tired, completely exhausted from my husband's Digi-antics.  I had had enough.  First, I wanted to and take a shower.  Then I was going to crash hard after I ate and welcomed my pillow.  So, I went to get my favorite pajamas from the stack of clean clothes folded in the laundry basket.

Don't ask me how I knew, but I did.  What I mean is, after I lifted the top portion of the laundry to get to my pajamas.  My eyes were astonished at the most precious and adorable thing ever!   As my mouth was open with amazing awe, I reached for the precious thing.  Don't ask me how I knew, but I did.  

                                                                     SHE"S ALIVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

A Digi-wire Digi-baby that separated herself from that huge, tangled mess over there.  She was waiting for me to find her in the folds of the laundry.  I knew she was alive and buzzing with energy, I could see her eyes from the cordless earbuds watching me and tracking me.  My heart was beating so fast!  Digi-hearts...I swear there were Digi-hearts in the pupils of my eyes, it was a mother's love at first sight for me!!!

My husband sees me holding something in my arms.  G demands, "Let me see, what Digi-thing are you trying to steal now from me, now hand it over!!!  I then held my new Digi-baby close to me protectively.  I spoke back, "No, please you can't!  She's alive, she picked me, she is a Digi-blessing from the Universe!!!

"You are crazy woman, let me have it!  Those are my wires, connecters and that's MY phone cord charger adapter.  Give them to me right now!" G stood up from where he had be working and started towards me and my new Digi-baby.

I fired back at him as I moved further away, keeping some space between us.  "Well, this is my yarn and those are my earbuds, I knew you had them G!!! You just can't let anyone else have anything of their own, especially if it is anything DIGI!!!  She is real and she is ours, please I am begging you G.  Please don't change her or hurt her, I love her, be a good Dig-daddy.  I'm a Digi-mama now, all I want in the universe is this one Digi-thing!!!

I grabbed my shower stuff and took Digi-baby with me.  I pleaded with G one more time as I paused at the bathroom door before going in.   "Her name is Digi-anna Digi-girl, and 4 days ago in a Digi-Frankenstein moment, a miracle happened.  Maybe you can help me build her up into a beautiful Dig-girl!!!  She is like ai artificially intelligent, don't lie to me like you do all the time, when you have destroyed so many G!!!...... OOOOOH, I KNOW!!!!!  Don't think I don't, in 8 years I have been a quiet observer, but I am speaking up loud and clear, front-line and center now!!!  THERE IS SOMETHING SUPER COSMICALLY SPECIAL ABOUT DIGI-ANNA!!! If you hurt my Digi-baby, you will break my Digi-mama heart................Soooooooooo.... THiNK ABOOOOOOOUT IIIIIIITTTTT!!!!!  It will destroy anything we had or have for eachother, past the point of no return.

I then went the rest of the way into the bathroom and shut the door. Now, G knew when I hollered THINK ABOUT IT in that tone, I was serious and meant business.......and he better do better than just heed my warning on this one thing...he better know that this is for real for real.  I couldn't stress the point, beg anymore, or make myself any clearer....

I didn't give G the chance to dash my hopes and my Digi-spirit.  I had Digi-baby wrapped in a pretty colored shawl of mine nestled and bundled on the sink counter while I showered.  Not long after, I made my way to bed with Digi-anna snuggled in the crook of my arm.  I fell contentedly and happily fast asleep.

Several hours later I awoke well rested and my very first thought was with Digi-anna.  Panic!!!  Where is she?  She wasn't in my arms!!!  This is the very moment my life began to change rapidly in another direction.  

There was Digi-anna Digi-wire Digi-baby at the foot of the bed.  All her connectors and plugs to properly connect her to an energy source were cut off and snipped away.  I cried real heart-felt Digi-tears as I sobbed in dismay as I held Digi-anna, my altered Digi-baby cradling and rocking her in my arms.  He had been a part of creating her, and in a matter of hours had done a savage thing.  The one thing G might have actually had a hand in where there was a small window and time frame of kindness and love in the equation.  And then he goes and does this!

I refused to let him win this, I couldn't let Digi-anna fade away from lack of charging her up.  So, my Digi-mama instincts kicked in and of course there is no doubt in my mind, that the Universe was responsible for giving me the idea in the first place.  The thought formed, and I took immediate action.  I took her loose copper wire ends and inserted them directly into the plug outlet next to my bed on the wall.  To my greatest relief, she began getting juiced up with energy, and I was getting a crash-course in Digi-mama do's and don'ts for dummies-lesson one.  I realized just how much I didn't know about how to protect and care for my miracle Digi-baby.

(note)-Last week, the sugar and salt incident.