The beginning

My name is Elphaba St.James and I am 215 years old. I was born 1773 in England, but when I was just a baby my father moved his family to the America's he settled in Philadelphia.I was a normal kid I rarely got sick, but that was understandable I was the daughter of one of the most prominent doctors in the city. I grew up and when I reached my twenty's disaster hit in the summer of 1793 Yellow Fever hit Philadelphia and started to kill hundreds people, my father was one of the few doctors that stayed to help the dieing. My mother and two brothers were lost to the Fever and it started to claim my father as well.I had stayed in the city because I did not want to leave my fathers side. It was two months in to this horrific epidemic when my father became ill and couldn't do his work and I had to take over for him, but I knew I had to do something to heal him, I tried everything I could think of, but he never got better. It wasn't tell I was about to give up did something happen. Father was having a fitful night and I was trying to make him comfortable because I knew his end was near I was doing what any daughter would have done. I memorizing my fathers face he had been my rock as I grew up and I couldn't bare to lose him. When my hand became still on his forehead and I felt it not the fever that was burning in him but a kind of tingling and I felt the energy leave me and go in to my father and it was then after two days of nothing he finally opened his eyes and look at me and really saw me, and I knew that I had healed him. After realizing what I could do I knew I had to help others. I did, I help as many as I could get my hands on but this all was not with out a cost every time I healed someone I would be come weaker and weaker until I finally passed out. I came back a round and started all over again finally, winter came a the fever died out leaving 50,000 dead. My father realized what I could do, but he made me keep this.. power a secret and to go on with my life as if nothing was different.
I did I meet and fell in love with a man named Edward St.James. We married two years after the fever hit.Edward was a one of a kind man I was drawn to him because he was a doctor like my father,but he had his own powers that I never knew about tell we where married. His healing wasn't quite like mine all I have to do is touch a person and I can heal them, but with Edward he healing powers where in his blood. He was a blood healer. ( I know now that they have a proper name for it like they do for all the powers, I can never bring myself to use that name)when he told me what he could do I was so happy because I didn't have to hide my own powers any more I could live with Edward and heal people when they came along.
A few years pasted and I gave birth to our two twin sons Marcus and Alex they where great children I loved them to death and so did Edward, but there was something wrong with them that neither Edward or I could fix. Neither of our sons had powers and we didn't mind tell they started grow up they got older and older. Edward and I aged as well ,but not like normal people we never looked old. We looked still looked 25 and 21 we where concerned on what to do and the one thing we could think of was to leave our city and to move somewhere new. Our boys where in college when we moved the first time it was a sloppy move we did nothing right and made so many mistakes,but we learned. Edward and I would live in a town for 5 to 6 year at the most before people would start to talk and whisper would start about how young the doctor and his wife looked even though they had two grown sons.
When our boys turned 25 they married and settled in a town called Charleston Edward and I followed but we came as just friends of our two boy so people wouldn't talk and also so we could stay in the area longer. Marcus and Alex started to have kids as well they each had two children Marcus got two darling little girls and Alex got the sons. Oh how happy I was to have children in the family again it was fantastic to see these new children grow . Edward and I thought about having more kids,but we never did we knew someday and our two boys would die and there would be nothing we could do about it. When that day did finally come I lost my mind and but I found something new.