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).