Back to the beginning

Another old pattern has reared it’s ugly head. We are back in Oklahoma City after receiving a family call that Grenwinae’s parent is in ICU.

This was the city I was born in – left to Ohio – returned to graduate from high school and college – left for work. Came back to marry. Left by myself. Came back. Left together. It’s been so long that I find it amusing to go by the restaurant where my FIL told my husband that I wasn’t part of the family and was un-invited to a funeral.

Here we are. I’m only along to really support my spouse and to have my children check in with their grandfather. Grewinae is the healer, not I.

We are back at the heart of the labyrinth,

in the dark, feeling the hot, rancid breath of the monster.


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