Be There

Blake

Apparently, she was carrying my child. Stress was supposed to be bad for expectant mothers, I remembered that from sex-ed class or somewhere. “I can’t imagine bringing a child into all of this. With all that’s going on, even if I had thought about having kids and we had decided to have them, now wouldn’t have been the right time.”

“Your family is in turmoil,” she stated. It was a fact, not a question. She didn’t wait for me to answer before she continued. “It would have been preferable for this to happen when everything with your family was sorted out and we were more stable in our own relationship.”

There. That was what I was feeling. She just summarized it much more perfectly than I was able to under the circumstances. Fuck, I couldn’t even pinpoint it exactly until she said it. “I’m at odds with my brother. I don’t even know where I stand with him at the moment, but it’s not a good place. I have a mother I don’t even know suddenly back in my life, and I just almost lost my fa