She called Thursday evening to share the news that she’s been in the Bay Area, staying over at her aunt’s house, for damn near the last three weeks. Her phone’s disappearance around Christmas (and the delay in realizing that her other sister actually keeps reasonably updated phone numbers) kept her from calling us in a timely fashion. She’ll fly back east late Wednesday, but she may be able to fit us into her schedule for some of Tuesday, that is, if she can bring herself to return a message left on her new phone late Friday.
She’s chronologically grown and doesn’t seem to need anything and that’s a relief; why piss and moan, when so many suffer from unasked-for obligations? There’ve been plenty of reasons for love and for distance, most of which make sense at any given time.
One of the things about being grown means not leaving yourself out there for disappointment.