Rennie remembered a time when the summer crochet dress fit splendidly. She was afraid that after the baby, it wouldn't be so. Yes, she felt too much lately. She woke up one day in her Seoul apartment with Jun, wondering, "WHAT HAVE I DONE?"
She was in crisis mode, perhaps. The baby was due at the end of the week, and suddenly, she wanted to go home. Yes, she was finally homesick. She wanted Auntie Nessa and the sisters. But when she called, she found out Nessa had gone back to Trinidad, and Jules and Deana were out in Florida.
She sighed as if they never really cared about her to begin with. She'd been an abandoned child most of her life. There was just too much grief to think of those cruel days when her mother and father were still together. Not once did they ever catch on to what was going on with her as she stayed in a trance watching Sesame Street.
Later, she ended up at Auntie Nessa when her dad got arrested, and her mom died at the disco. They never spoke of them. Oddly, she had a dream the night before. They came to visit in their RV (In reality, her dad never wore his glasses and lost his driver's license. Her mom would have been better off as a truck driver, but that never happened either). But in this dream, they were together talking about waterfalls and where to go for the best ice cream they had ever had.
It made Rennie almost laugh. Who were those people? She knew them to always be bickering, but evidently, they'd found peace in the afterlife. She tried to tell them about the baby, but neither seemed to understand.
"Oh, baby, we've got to go," her mom smiled, and they were in a group hug. "We never stopped loving you."
Now she sniffed back tears, thinking she needed to get into her shower slippers and make some coffee. Instead, she was taken over by an ocean. Waterworks were everywhere.

Rennie had a tough life..that will make her a better mom.
ReplyDeleteYou have such a powerful way of writing about deep, generational ache and the heavy vulnerability of stepping into motherhood while still healing from childhood abandonment. Thank you for sharing this beautiful, moving piece of Rennie's world.
ReplyDeleteGreat story😊 Have a nice day 😊
ReplyDeleteReading this gave me this strange feeling like everything is happening a bit “too fast” inside her head — memories, emotions, dreams, and reality all kind of blend together. On one hand I totally get the emotional chaos before childbirth and that sudden wave of loneliness, but on the other I keep wondering if she isn’t escaping into memories and dreams a bit too easily, like reality becomes too heavy to hold.
ReplyDeleteOr maybe that’s exactly what happens when someone is on the edge emotionally — everything just spills over and it’s hard to tell what was real and what’s already imagination. I’m also curious if anyone else has ever had that moment in life when you suddenly start idealizing people from your past, even though things weren’t really that perfect back then?
ReplyDeleteRennie is brave and she is a good person. This is shown by the way she dreams about her family.
Genial fragmento. Te mando un beso.
ReplyDeleteGood chapter! like always
ReplyDeleteI love your stories, but you already know it
I hope you have a nice day
Hugs ♡
So nice :)
ReplyDeleteBeautiful blog
ReplyDeleteA thoughtful and extraordinary chapter.
ReplyDeleteYour description of being overwhelmed seemed so real....sometimes we just need to cry it out.
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