I don’t have anything prepared for you, but this isn’t an interlude.  It is a step, an inching forth.  I am skipping ahead to part two of the story, both in this entry and in my … personal investigation (? that sounds terrible, self. just fyi.).

I found a great conundrum to explore!  The problem is that I know/believe, both in my rigid little head and in my heart, that I need to do more internal investigation first:  that is, I have to ask my own mother the questions that are forming in my head.

And the saner part of me feels like that is a terrible idea.  Stay tuned as I try to dance around this reality for the next several months (or years).