Medusa

This entry is about one of my wife’s personalities.

This morning, we were sitting out in the living room.  It was Betty (me) and who we thought was Mikey.  Suddenly, "Mikey" says, "I’m not who you think I am.  I’m The Crazy Lady."  The Crazy Lady has a loooong, twisted history with all this family.  She was apparently chief abuser of Tiffany when Tiffany was growing up, until she herself put a stop to it by calling CPS on herself.  On more than one occasion, I’ve had vicious fights with her, and I came to the conclusion that I hated that portion of my wife.  Well, this morning proved me wrong.

I said, "You are NOT The Crazy Lady!"  She said she was, too.  I said she wasn’t, again.  Then, it kinda sank in that maybe she WAS The Crazy Lady.

She said, "How come I’m the only fucking one in here who doesn’t have a real name?"  I didn’t know the answer to that one, so I went over to her and put my head against her arm, cuddling up as much as the furniture allowed.  Furniture and arthritis, that is.  As a joke, I said, "How about Medusa?"  I was a little afraid of a bad reaction…..this WAS The Crazy Lady, after all!  I apologized quickly and suggested "Medallia" instead.  She said, "Medusa might work."  That surprised the hell out of me!!!!  I expected a rage, but what I got was a quick, "I have a sense of humor, too."  I said that I was afraid in the heat of the moment, if we called her "Medusa", she would totally lose it.  She said something to the effect of it might just snap her out of a rage.  So "Medusa" it is!

She’s been out twice today, and we had fun both times.  I’m so glad to know that maybe we can work things out.  It’s not nice to feel like you hate a part of the person you love with all your heart and soul.

Now, if we can only convince my son Oscar to learn what Medusa may be able to teach!  He was out all afternoon, and he was not the least bit happy about that.  Anyway, that’s not the point.  The point is that maybe we can all make peace, eventually.  That’s my goal, anyway.

Love to everybody,

Betty Louise