Winter 990 CE:

Dear journal. I am sorry I treated you so badly. I just don want ta have the reminder. Truth is I haft to deal with the reminders every day. All of town has come together and cleared away the remains. There is still bits of ground that have fire scar marks. I could'n bring myself out the the house through it all. Sweet Orange is here and though she is all shook up she is makin a brave face for the Big Mac and Applejack, I can hear the dam break each night for her though. I wish I could comfort her like a good ma but I can barely hold myself together.
Big Mac finally don got his cuttie mark so guessin there is some small silver linin. Bright told Big that he needed to be the big stallion on the farm now before he finally passed and I guess that is all it took. Cuttie marks be strange things. We had hoped that Buttercup and Bright Mac might make it through but doctors done said that it was too late that they hads too much damage on their insides. They lingered a bit in pain for a couple hours and then they was gone. Ponyville ain't have those fancy unicorn doctors and not one could be fetched from Canterlot before it was too late.
At least Applebloom is too young to really know whats going on. She is wailing because she can't get her ma and everyone else is upset but at least she ain't old enough to done know why her ma and pa ain't there.
I feels old journal. I never felts old before but now I am old and tired. I got to be strong for the youngins more than ever but I feel so old.

Spring 991 CE:

Dear journal. Applejack left this morning to head off to Manehatten. Little filly tryin to get away from the hurt I think and her aunt been real kind to her when she been here this past season. She sayin that she going to get her cuttie mark and find her destiny in the big city and she going to be real sophisticated like her Aunt Orange. She just runnin away from hurt but I don't call her on it. I wish I could too.

Summer 991 CE:

Dear journal. Applejack's decided her destiny ain't in no big city like Manehatten I be guessin. Filly done hurried back the other day and got her cuttie mark. Cuttie mark says she be an Apple through and through and she is meant to be here on the farm. We were expectin her to arrive as Sweet Orange sent letter by pegasus to us lettin us know that the filly just up and ran back home.
There was this big thing like a rainbow in the sky. Everyone every where in all Equestria apparently saw the thing. Papers done say some little filly in Cloudsdale did it. I don't rightly know how some little filly could do something like that. Maybe the filly done got into something at their weather factory that made everything go crazy? Still it was quite the sight and between it and Applejack bringin herself back where she belong my spirits feel just a bit better.
Cupcake had sent post to the rotten Pear lettin him know about things figurin it would more likely be responded to if it came from someone other than an Apple. She ain't never got no reply. Tarturus is too good for that stallion.

Winter 991 CE:

Dear journal. Ran into the scariest little filly I ever did meet today. She was pink all over and had more energy than any ten full grown ponies should have put together. Cupcake says she is takin care of her and that she moved into town to pursue her destiny seein as she would'n get the chance back on her home farm. She seems to pop out of nowhere and then dash off like a jackrabbit that has a fire lit under its tail. If Cupcake is takin care of that filly I have to believe she will keep bein an honest mare as she won't have no time for any disreputable relations.

Summer 993:

Dear journal. Canterlot and Cloudsdale having ponies bein born too many and too fast it seems. Not enough room in them anymore and Ponyville is gettin the overflow. Lots of pegasus and unicorns moving into town now. This has always been an earth pony town but now it lookin like an every pony town. We even have a few of them what ya call em Threstals livin on the outskirts of town.

Fall 996 CE:

Dear journal. Had a big scare today. Timberwolves got onto the farm. Don't recall the last time if ever them evil things entered town. Not since I was a little filly at least. Unnatural things caught Big Mac outside and the big red oaf hid himself in the pig pen all quiet like and the things passed him over. The big lunk should not have even been out because town got warnin that the beasts were out an about outside the forest and everyone need to be inside. Big Mac done been stubborn and stayed out buckin trees. What would I have done if those beasts had got him? I done lost his grandpa, ma, and pa I don' think I could take losin any more.

Late Fall 996 CE:
Dear journal. These dang grandfoals of mine are going to be the death of me and the death of themselves! I still ain't understand how they managed to get things so convoluted and mixed up that I about found myself tryin to hack Big Mac's leg off with a saw like a blighted branch. Some big lie that has so many in and outs that I can't make heads or tails of it. Big Mac been real quiet since then. Applejack was the perpetrator of the whole thing and she definitely got the tongue lashin of her life for it.

Spring 997 CE:

Dear journal. Applejack done have another of her 'big ideas'. She is a full grown mare abouts now and still tryin to prove herself as the one to be runnin the farm. She was out looking at the pear orchards across the way and was talkin about taking them orchards over since they be growin wild. I was so mad I couldn't even barely speak. Told her we have bad blood with the Pears and we have nothin to do with the remains of their rotten fruit. Girl don't herself know she is half pear since her ma never claimed it in front of her and Cupcake knew better than to speak the name of Pear Butter around no children. She ain't going to be askin after nothin about no pears again for a while but wonderin how long before somepony somewhere says something to her. I don want to have that talk. It should'n be such a problem to talk about them but it feels like I be disrespectful to Buttercup to speak word of her pa since she never would have any word of him said. That and my own feelins about the varmit.

Summer 998 CE:

Dear journal. Guessin now I am Great Granny Apple. Sweet Orange wrote me that she is now Grandma Orange and she a gushin over her new grandfoals. I guessin I won't be seein her too much now as she has her own growin clan over in Manehatten she needs worryin about. Hard to imagine my sweet little Sweet Apple as gettin old herself. I definitely got the feels of my age though.

Fall 998 CE:

Dear journal. Ponyville has its own pegasus weather team now. Used to be that the team they had up in Canterlot would come down when they had finished with up there and deal with our weather. Parently they think Ponyville has enough folks in it now that we deserve our own weather team. Bout time they gave us one. Them pegasus they had doin stuff before weren't too bad but they dealin with too much to always get us handled all right.
They got some brass younger mare in charge of them. Folks say she is the same one that made the fancy lightshow years back as a filly. Not sure how I be feelin about some pony who likely blew up somethin in the weather factory bein in charge of the weather here. Fillies grow up I suppose and get more responsible but she seems a wee bit on the irresponsible side.

Summer Sun Celebration 1000 CE:

Dear journal. Applejack is a bonafide hero. All them legends about the Mare on the Moon that everyone always tell their foals and tell on Nightmare Nights turned out true. Applejack and a bunch of her friends went with some young mare from Canterlot and took off into the Everfree to take on the Mare on the Moon herself. These youngins keep doin things that make me fear for their lives. But I am mighty proud of her.
Applejack tellin me that the Mare on the Moon is good now and she the Princess's sister or some such. Never heard of the princess havin no sister but I never really paid much attention to things like that either. All I ever knew there was just Princess Celestia up in Canterlot and she been up there longer than any person else I know been alive. She sometimes every so many years shows up for certain holidays like this year. I guessin I should likely be readin up on this kind of stuff more if Applejack goin to be gettin all involved with that stuff.

Fall 1000 CE:

Dear journal. Celestia save me from these youngins. The lists of mischief that Applebloom gets herself into with her friends might not just kill me but the whole dang town. Just started recently but it went from nothin with mischief from her to nothin but mischief. Never seen such mischief from a group of fillies. I need to get me some sleep because she is going to sap whatever energy I have left. They say they tryin everythin to get their cuttie marks. I hope they done get them quickly I don' think the town can survive real late appearin cuttie marks on those three.

Spring 1001 CE:

Dear journal. Applejack decided she going to take over runnin the Apple family reunion this year. She took some time to get a hang of what she should be doin but she got it after a while with a few bumps along the way. Guessin she might be the one who will be leadin the Apple farm in the future though she needs some smoothin out. Big Mac seems in his pa's mold if a bit less of a talker while Applejack seems a bit more like her like me than her ma or pa. Theys good ones but I ain't lettin em know I trust them to make decisions about the farm.

Fall 1001 CE:
Dear journal. I can't rightly keep up with all the doins and goens that Applejack has going on. Seems like the world need savin every other day. Like it been savin up all the big ruckus to use all at once. Now if Applejack could just save Ponyville from her wild little sis we be doin great.

Winter 1001 CE:

Dear journal. Ponyville has itself its own alicorn princess. We been havin so much commotion goin on the last year in town I can't even keep up with it all meself. Figured I needed to at least write to you about the whole princess thingie. Guessin Ponyville will be gettin more folks from all over comin in to live here.
Shortly after we gots a princess- her name is Twilight Sparkle and she's good friends with the family-we started havin all these dang vines tryin to go swollow the place up. Twilight, Applejack, and their friends gone and done somethin to make it all stop but I can't say I really understand it.

Winter 1002 CE:

Dear journal. Okay there is now a great big castle in the middle of Ponyville. Lots more commotion before it sprang up. I am just goin to accept things as they come I guess. Applejack is usually in the middle of it all dealin with stuff. Makes her a big important mare to be doin it all but that youngin is gonna give me a heart attack yet havin me fear for her all the time.

Spring 1004 CE:

Dear journal. It's about blame time but Big Mac seems to finally taken interest in a mare. Names Sugar Belle some mare from a town way out yonder away from everything. I try to gets the place's name but I think everypony gets confused when I ask where because they just say "Our Town". The girl is a unicorn from what I hear, haven't actually met her yet, and she is a baker. Big Mac always did have sort of weird fascinations with horns. I wonder about her bein a baker and worry a bit. Only other baker mare I know is Cupcake and I think anypony that believes those twins of hers popped out because of Carrot Cakes seeds they must be a blind fool.
Startin to worry over Applejack not havin found herself a proper husband. She ain't shown the least bit of interest even when them stallions is plainly interested. Wonder sometimes if she is a filly fooler. Ain't nothin wrong with bein like that I suppose. Those two mares I see off by the apple stand seem good enough mares that are clearly sharin one another's pie. Bit disappointin is all because id be nice to see some more great grandfoals from her.
Big Mac better get round soon to bringin that Sugar Belle round here so I can size her up. See what kind of ma she might be. Gotta be someone who can take up the mantle of Ma Apple.

Summer 1004 CE:

It's been a long road journal. Today things that needed to be said long ago got said. Big Mac, Applejack, and Applebloom know their ma was born a Pear now. And on top of that after all this time and all this heartache the old prickly Pear done wandered back to town. I am too old and too tired to be angry with him anymore. Been too much hurt and wounds to the heart. He seems all beaten down himself. He wants to know more about the mare his daughter was and get to know her foals. It don't make the hurt go away for anypony. But their ain't no anger left in any of us. I never thought I would see the day I could forgive Grand Pear but our hours are growin short and there just ain't time for us to be all hateful anymore.
I ain't sure how much time I got left. Applebloom is at the age she should start sproutin up in size soon. Big Mac is movin towards finally settlin down with a mare. Applejack might just spend most of the rest of her life fighten some monster or other and I hope that none of that cuts it short for her. Me I wonder if I will make it to see my great grandfoals. Still never met Sweet Oranges brood or their broods. They off in Manehatten far from me. Perhaps I'll write her askin her to bring them all to visit so I can meet em all once. Wonder if I will get to see Applebloom blossom into a rightful mare. I am just so tired journal. But havin talked about Bright Mac and Buttercup again and finally makin peace it feels like some closure on stuff that needed to be done. I don't know when I will be no more but I am healed in some way journal. And I can die a happy made knowin I will see those I thought I lost soon because they just waitin on me.