Powerfully written Circe. Reminding me of the off-again, on-again relationship with my own
daughter. When she was little she thought of me as being so big. Now that she's big she
thinks of me as somewhat smaller. I understand the change in moods but never the geometry of it.
So sad...and bittersweet. You really hit hard with this one in terms of drama and emotiona conflict. I read this three times, and each time the image became clearer and more disturbing to the heart...and I praise you for that.
All it takes is a moment to remember how mortal we all are to remind us how fragile, how delicate, how utterly necessary the ones we love are to us...even when we are angry, especially when we are angry, loved this one Circe. I hope they are ok, better yet, I hope you are merely stretching.