surprises

It has been an emotional couple of weeks.

Jolyn read the last post and called me that night. But she did not come home. Instead she told me that she and Bob were going skiing for the week. Why would she do that? Why would she, who is bothered by the cold actualy seek out a snowy mountain for nothing more than sliding down it? It makes no sense to me.

And I thought she would want to know about the rest of her family. The thought of finally getting to know my son rends me nearly in half. Yet she only came back last night.

Far from being excited, she refused to talk about her brother, barely glanced at the photo.

Confused by women no matter the species

Jolyn is insane. I'm sure of it and I guess I shouldn't be surprised. It does run in the family. She has proclaimed herself in love with a human. She has decided to live among them so that she can be with him.

Bob. I don't get it. One minute she is complaining about the miscreant's behavior and the next she is ranting at me for agreeing. All I said was that she could just eat him next time he pissed her off and then she jumped down my throat. Then she explained the real problem.

He thinks she's human. She hasn't told him the truth... which is good.

She said he accused her of shutting him out. I had no answers for her. I wish there were some way she could have what she so badly wants but being normal is never going to be the truth of her existence. She isn't human. No amount of pretending can make it so. Although she may truly love this Bob, I cannot see a future for them.

But perhaps I am wrong.

I have yet to show her the picture of her brother. Perhaps doing so will help her to not feel so alone. She moved out three days ago and has not been back since.

Jolyn, if you read this, come home. We need to talk.

J