Peek at the past. Through a metaphor in the present.

Date: 5/6/2021

By Fitful

Grandparents were taking care of my dog. I felt like it was too much, I told them how to care for her and as soon as I was able I was back. I made and egg while she was there. Or I was on the phone while my grandfather made an egg. Or I made an egg for him, minding their egg cooking in the stove while they took care of her. Something felt wrong about the egg cooking...something I didn't like. It was only a day, then I was back. I came back early, feeling anxious and guilty for making them work. I told them profusely how good she looked, that i could tell she'd been well taken care of. That I could always tell a week of good care showed in her body a day even. But I was mad. I was unhappy and I felt guilty and like I needed more, NY stomach ached. Was it anxiety? Hunger? Sadness? Fear? Rage...? I felt they could have done more, taken care of her for longer while I was incapacitated, could have been more contentious. Because even as they did the care I was on the phone putting energy into their work, making them do it. And they still didn't do a good job. But I was overly nice anyway. Why?