Remember when every TV show and movie was advertised as having "a twist"? Yeah, I hated that. I tend to prefer a straight course. Plus if you know a twist is coming you can drive yourself nuts trying to figure out what is going to be.
But life is twisty lately. Here's the latest.
I talked with S (Z's bio mom) on the phone last night. She had a legit reason to call - there is all kinds of mixup about Z's birth certificate and SS card and basically to get either of those we need her shot record, and nobody will take photocopies. So I have to take her the real thing (don't worry, I will make a photocopy first so the doc's office can make a new record if needed).
Anyway, S said she is looking for a church. Before I knew what was coming out of my mouth I invited her to church with us, and she said okay. I think I am crazy for doing this in some ways (totally inviting her into our world) and yet I think it was the right thing to do. Plus it will save me from the misery of church without Z which was so sad last week.
This whole thing is going in a direction I never expected. It seems like I am becoming S's support system in some ways, and as much as it is not what I ever wanted to do I feel like it is the right thing for me to do. I feel like I am being swept away by it to some extent, yet not really scared or upset. It is so weird.
Ana learns again: It's not all about me and what I want. Bummer.