Moving Parts, lots of them

Dear Ravi,

Yesterday, after church I checked in with you in the chapel. When we spoke last week, I told you I was very worried about Mercury and the decisions that they were making. I asked if you to keep an eye on them and guide them as possible. At the time, I believed that they were still in Stillwater, OK. I left the chapel, and things began to happen super-fast.

Daddy was talking to his dad, your Grandpa Bob the next night. Turns out, he knew that Mercury and their partner had moved to the Twin Cities. He said he had commissioned them to do some art for a book, that he had their address but would not give it to us. He also said that they seemed very restricted and lacking a general purpose. We thanked him for the information and did not push him for more. Through other back channels we found out that they and Eli were staying with my sister, but after 2 weeks were asked to leave. If they treated her house like they treated our (in other words, as their own B and B) I can’t say that I blame her. So, to the best of my knowledge, Ravi, your nonbinary offspring has dropped out of school, lost their job, returned to the metro area and is homeless and couch surfing. We suspect that they are in an abusive situation. In no way, shape or form is Eli ever coming back in our house. Mercury is welcome, but we have a lot of work to do as a family. I will extend them grace, but I do not trust them at all. I feel that they need a lot of intense therapy as an individual, and with me and your daddy, to work out all of their feelings and get their life back on track. This is not something that I can cause to happen. Mercury has to make the first move, and that is often the scariest one.

I had the oddest series of dreams last night. In the first one you and I were laughing, and you were eating your favorite dill pickle flavored popcorn. This was lovely. We were both so happy. The scene changed and I dreamed Eli had gotten Mercury hooked on meth and all their teeth had fallen out. The scene shifted again, and I was at an Osteosarcoma Special Olympics. Many young children were there; their ports were accessed to get chemo. Some were missing arms and legs and hope. Someone was trying to get them to exercise. I screamed and ran. The final dream was in a public bathroom. A random woman walked up to me and said, “Mercury has to make their own decisions”. Then she walked away. I woke up in a cold sweat.

I loved the part of the dream where you and I were laughing together. The parts about Mercury losing their teeth and the Osteosarcoma Special Olympics were terrifying. I absolutely trust the random lady in the public bathroom saying that Mercury has to make their own decisions. This lady was absolutely correct. Mercury is an adult and has to choose what type of life they want to lead. In order to really lead a true and fulfilling life, they have to break away from Eli. I can’t hurry this along, but I can pray fervently for their safety. Ravi, I believe that you know and understand what is going on. I thank you for listening and caring. I feel that things are starting to shift. They may shift rapidly, or this may take more time. In the interim, your daddy and I have our own lives to lead. There is work to be done, blogs and books to write, trips to be taken. It still is strange having an empty nest, but I am learning to lean into this strangeness. You are never far from us. You are just slightly out of sight, out of earshot.

Ravi, my love, I hope you are dancing in heaven and eating all your favorite foods. I wish you an eternity of joyfulness. I miss you. You are the first person I think of when I wake up and the last person I think of when I close my eyes. Fly free my dear Boo Bear, and we will chat again soon. All my love, Mom.