Thanks, I Guess?

I was glad that my dad cared enough to yell at Mum in my defense after he found me alone and crying after her family reunion where I suffered heat exhaustion and returned incredibly ill and covered in huge blisters from a very bad sunburn, but I would have appreciated some actual help instead.

How about some aloe or something?

However, I don’t know where they are or if they’re even still alive, but sending immense love and gratitude out into the universe for my second cousin’s grandparents who let a sick kid vomit into their RV toilet for most of a very hot summer night.

One-winged Angel

I once heard someone say “fallen angel” when I was a teen. I thought it was sweet – an angel fallen from the sky. I innocently thought it would be cute to be called that.

My mom heard and immediately jumped down my throat. She was always on the lookout to attack, and I naively gave her perceived ammunition often.

I thought about that as I hung my smallest angel ornament on the Christmas tree this season.

She’s so tiny, I always worry she’ll be lost. She was purchased when I was only a year old. She’s been through a lot at this point, and is missing a wing.

But despite it all, she’s still here.