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Bad news, worrisome news
Feb. 7th, 2006 12:03 amMs. Carotte broke her ankle slipping on the ice on her way to work on Monday morning. You can read about it on her journal.
This week is off to a bad start. My uncle passed away on the weekend after a long illness. I went to the wake tonight and then to visit Ms. Carotte at the hospital. My family have reached the point that the only times we see each other are at weddings and funerals.
My aunt had a strange reaction with me when I came to give my sympathies. When that article about paganism appeared in the Gazette, she emailed me and asked since when I had become a WARLOCK. I emailed her back saying that Warlock wasn't the right term (since it literally means "Oathbreaker"). She wrote back and asked what oaths I had been breaking lately, but I didn't respond to that.
When I saw her tonight, while saying good-bye to folks, she pointed at my medallion (a Cernunuos figure) and said "You're lucky we didn't have a cross over the door!"
I laughed and replied "It burns! But seriously, I'm still not an oathbreaker."
"That's not what I heard." Confused, I asked her what she meant by that, but she said this wasn't the time or place for it.
This worries me. I'm going to give this a few weeks (let the death of my uncle settled down) and then email her back and see if we need to speak over tea. I would hate to think that there's bad blood simmering in my family.
This week is off to a bad start. My uncle passed away on the weekend after a long illness. I went to the wake tonight and then to visit Ms. Carotte at the hospital. My family have reached the point that the only times we see each other are at weddings and funerals.
My aunt had a strange reaction with me when I came to give my sympathies. When that article about paganism appeared in the Gazette, she emailed me and asked since when I had become a WARLOCK. I emailed her back saying that Warlock wasn't the right term (since it literally means "Oathbreaker"). She wrote back and asked what oaths I had been breaking lately, but I didn't respond to that.
When I saw her tonight, while saying good-bye to folks, she pointed at my medallion (a Cernunuos figure) and said "You're lucky we didn't have a cross over the door!"
I laughed and replied "It burns! But seriously, I'm still not an oathbreaker."
"That's not what I heard." Confused, I asked her what she meant by that, but she said this wasn't the time or place for it.
This worries me. I'm going to give this a few weeks (let the death of my uncle settled down) and then email her back and see if we need to speak over tea. I would hate to think that there's bad blood simmering in my family.
