“Do you think the surgeon carves the turkey at her family’s Thanksgiving celebrations?” Thalia asked.
Urania grinned. “Does this mean you’re feeling better today?”
“There does seem to be a pattern of emotional hills and valleys developing,” Cal said. “Approach appointment with dread and stoicism. Listen politely to the news… I’ll refrain from classifying it as good or bad news… hold ourselves together until we get out of the door — cry — and then start dismantling and reconstructing the story we are telling ourselves — so that Thalia can twirl.”
“And make jokes!” The Muse of Wit winked.
“Typist has told almost everyone in the family,” Cal grimaced. “She’s glad that part’s over. One of her nieces is so emotionally intelligent. She said, ‘Happy to chat on my drive, but also know you’ve called a lot of people today to break the news and that must be emotionally exhausting… so we can chat another time, too!’”
“We are truly blessed with much support and love.”
Fun fact from Typist… Even though I threatened Henrietta with banishment to a Minnesota farm this morning, I want you all to know that my wild fur ball called attention to C when she smashed her head into my chest about a week before Thanksgiving. I’m grateful.