This will be the last time this blog will be updated. Mr Bennet’s last day was yesterday and today will my last. I just wanted to express just how much all your messages mean to me and to all the fanmail I can’t reply at this moment, please know that I’ll always be around, just not on here. From this point forward, I will reach out to you from my personal blog with any messages I receive in the future.
Thanks for giving Mr Bennet the chance to tell his story. Thank you for welcoming me into this world and for my first and only rp blog, I’m so proud of how far it has grown to be. As silly as this may sound, I secretly called you guys my kids, pat you on head and told you to “be good”.
So that’s how I will leave you. Be good.
OOC: Oh, of course not! I’d like to go back sometime soon and read this from the beginning, too. Today’s the last day I plan on posting here althogther, but themrbennetdiaries will never be deleted.
OOC: I’m so glad that Mr Bennet got to be heard and that in the midst of everything happening in your life, you thought of Mr Bennet. Thank you!
OOC: “Thank you for caring.” This means more to me than you will ever know. You’re so very welcome and I’ll see you around.
OOC: Thank you :’)
three words, a 10-letter message:
can be said in place of ‘Goodbye’; the hardest words to comprehend, yet powerful when said to the right person;
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I wish you can see what I see.
The three girls, Mom, and I, together in the den. My wife is leaning on my shoulder, talking to Jane, while Lizzie and Lydia are on the floor fighting over new outfits from NYC. For this short while, my family is back together.
I look around and see how much we have changed and I can’t help but feel a sense of pride in saying that in my later years, I still have the chance to grow. And in the course of a few months, these girls have taught me so many things and I could not have known just how much without Lizzie’s videos.
There was a time when all I cared about was if we were going to keep a roof over our heads and how my wife and I were ever going to manage our income. I didn’t think of how I could manage the people I love under my roof because I never thought they needed me. From my youth, I understood how to make my own decisions and resolve things without my family’s help. I shouldn’t have expected the same for my girls and I learned from that.
I have learned that silence isn’t always golden. And that there is a time and place to intrude. I learned that there is hope in finding what you love and with luck comes hard work. I learned that first impressions are not always accurate and peaches are banned from the household. And I learned that my girls are as resilient as they are incredible.
And you, Internet, have been through it all with us. You were there for them when Mom and I couldn’t and I am grateful for that. And now I know that I can take it from here.
This will be my last entry for this diary of mine.
Thank you. For everything and I will miss our time together, but I look forward to the next chapter in our lives and what new things they will teach me. And in return, I hope I can still guide them in the challenges to come.
OOC: I’m not ready either! However, Mr Bennet is ready and letting him go is going to be a lot more emotional than I anticipated. I’m going to miss him so much! (In case you missed it, Saturday…)
Tomorrow night we’re having an early graduation dinner at Netherfield and I have prepared a speech for everyone. If you don’t mind, I’d like to share it with you. Mind you, it will probably be revised again before the dinner.
Good evening loved ones. Tonight we have all come together from different parts of the country to reunite on behalf of someone very special in our lives. Lizzie, you have grown to be a beautiful, professional, and intelligent woman right before my eyes. Graduation is upon us and I can’t help that time needs to speed and slow simultaneously.
Soon, our dearest Lizzie will be leaving us to build greater things and I realize that we can’t keep you here forever. You belong out there in the world. We are so proud of you. I’m proud of you.
I love you. To Lizzie.
What do you think?
Voicemail from Jane:
“Hey dad. I really want to see you & I miss you and Mom. I hope you’re not stressed out at work. I called to tell you that Bing has a last minute work emergency that he can’t resolve over the phone. At this rate, I don’t think we can make today’s flight home. I already called Lizzie and told her not to wait up. I’m so sorry that we’ll miss dinner, but we will call you as soon as we book a later flight. In the meantime, I need to drop by the studio to pick up a few things. I’ll call you later.
I love you. Bye!”