Last year I went to the Midwest to visit my son and to introduce myself to my first grandchild and this was who sat in the next aisle over from me.
This is Loki.
First off, I wasn’t sure how I felt about becoming a Grandmother because I listen to the Ramones and I eat Pizza and watch old horror movies every Friday with my dog because that’s what I’ve done since I was about five years old.
The only difference now is that I get to choose the pizza and all of the toppings for myself and I have a different dog but I let him eat pizza from his own plate next to me on the couch and NOBODY can tell me not to feed the dog in the living room and to always let other people choose what went on the pizza because I wasn’t- as my family would put it ” Not God ”
So like I said, ” Anita is a Grandmother ” sounded a little funny when I said it out loud. I don’t feel grown up enough to have walked into that role.
You’re probably wondering, “what does this have to do with a dog named Loki who sat next to me on the airplane?
The God Loki was a trickster and to put it nicely, he was a bit of an underhanded cad.
So what was my takeaway from this?
I sat next to a dog named Loki on the day I was flying out to explore a new part of my life that I never saw myself living.
I could fly to this destiny and embrace the fact that I was a Grandma now and that it was probably time to cut off my hair and wear sensible outfits and become a little more patient and dignified.
I could keep in my that I was flying to this new stage of my life with a dog ( who are the best things to have been created ) named after God who was known for shape shifting.
In turn Loki shifted from flea, a kite, an old woman he had a wicked tongue and was evil in spirit and he was connected to flight.
I guess I knew that I might be changing or phasing and that’s ok.
As long as I remember Loki did all of those things with gusto, guts and bit of wickedness and probably humor to boot.
That I can do.
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