Rest In Peace my babygirl

Today, is the saddest day that i have ever experienced in my entire life. I dont think i have ever been in such great pain, like a sword pierced right through my heart. I heard the news, the whole truth of why that idiotic husband of mine took my beautiful daughter to Aulis with him. Bonding time my ass! I knew it was a mistake to let her go with him. I knew he and his army were up to no good! What could have possibly gotten into me when i said Yes, she can go? What good can come out of a young beautiful girl going on a trip with hundreds of men who are thirsty for the blood of the "others"? I knew it was too good to be true, all those lies that I've been decieted with! I knew there was something fishy when they told me Iphigenia would be wedded to Achilles. I knew it I knew it! Those liars! See, this is where it all sums up! ALL MEN ARE LIARS!

I can see it, its giving me nightmares, my baby girl Iphigenia, sacrificed at the altar! Shes looking at me with those round and beautiful eyes of hers, asking for help. My poor poor Iphigenia has been killed, murdered by her own father, those "men" are no men are all! each and every one of them, Agamemnon included, are all a bunch of brainless cowards! How can this be? How is this possible? How does that make any sense at all? Taking a young girl into battle, sacrificing her for the sake of calming the winds! What has she done to deserve this? Why must my Iphigenia pay for the mistakes of that Agamemnon! My Gosh i am in such a disaster. No longer am i able to wake up her up in the mornings, dress her, fix her hair, hear her laugh, see her beautiful smile. Oh my poor child. I am so sorry Mommy couldn't help you. I deeply regret sending you there. I am so sorry. Trust me, i will get revenge for this! I will not let this go so easily...

They thought my PMSing was bad? Oh, you just wait and see...



Rest in Peace my darling Iphigenia.
Mommy Loves you.


*Editor's Note

Iphigenia (1977 film)- Clytemnestra Learns Truth
stop at approx: 06:30/10:52 min.

Bonding? I doubt it...

Life has been so hectic lately. I've been so worried about the safety of my husband, and yet at the same time I can't help but be upset. It's so like Agamemnon to rush away to a fight - sometimes he's so cocky it's unbearable (but apparently he has a little more humility than that home wrecker Paris). I wish I could blame all of my ill feelings on Paris, but the more I think about it the more I'm so sure that my darling sister Helen of Troy isn't so innocent after all. Word has it that she willingly left King Menelaus of Sparta. Why on earth would anyone want to leave Sparta? I bet thousands of years from now there will be plays dealing with the Spartans, and all of the women will notice how attractive they are, even if the story itself has no plot.* It seems the only news I've heard is about Helen's beauty - "The face that launched a thousand ships" - yeah right. I was always the better looking sister.

After careful consideration, I refused to let Iphigeneia go with Agamemnon to battle. I'm not sure why he thought NOW would be a great time for father/daughter bonding, but I came to my senses pretty quickly. While I don't regret my decision, I'm a little perplexed as to why the gods have now taken away Iphigeneia from our house. There was absolutely no explanation, and I'm a little worried. If anything ever happens to her - I'm not sure if I'll ever be able to forgive Agamemnon...or any of those barbarians he is fighting for that matter.

I'm including the most recent picture I have of Iphigeneia in this entry...I pray that she comes home safely, and soon!

*Editor's note: It's like she predicted the movie 300!

Best Laid Plans

It's hard to believe that tomorrow I'll be missing both a husband and a daughter. Tomorrow is the day that Agamemnon plans to leave Argos on his mission to Troy. Helen, my sister was captured by one of those barbarians of from that foreign land, Paris. Menelaus has not been the same since. He drifts day in and day out like a piece of him is missing. Therefore, my husband, Agamemnon is going to accompany his brother in the journey of rescuing his bride. I pray for his safety, although I have had ample time to prepare for this occasion. Agamemnon told me days ago that he'd be traveling to Troy on said mission.

Why he insisted on bringing Iphigenia with him however is a bit of a mystery to me. I don't quite understand why such a young maiden's presence is required in all of this. I have spent the day preparing them--making sure they have food, water, and sufficient clothing for the trip. The weather is always unpredictable and I don't want them to lack anything they may need. I don't know when they'll be returning, and that is perhaps the most nerve-wracking thing of them all. But I trust my husband and I am sure he has a good reason for this odd request.

It is hard to predict what will happen when they leave in the morning. The silence of this house will be deafening, that's a give-in. I will be the ruler of Argos in the king's absence...and those are rather large shoes to fill. With only Electra and Chrysothemis by my side, I shall be accountable for an entire civilization of people. The pressure and expectation is undeniable. I am lucky that the people of Argos are as determined, hard-working, and obedient as they are. And because of that, I do have faith that I will make it through this. I will await the return of my king and my daughter, I'm sure it won't take too long. The Greek army is strong and surely the Trojans are no match for us on the battle field.

And I do hope that Helen has not been tarnished in any way since her seizure by those people. You can never trust people who don't call themselves Greeks.