The Key

When he arrives it's the same routine. Always strange and welcome at the same time, his being here. He often wondered if what he was doing, where he was, was where he should be. His head was full of keys and there were plenty of doors to fit them in. But the controlled chaos of family never let him stay in his head for too long, that’s one reason he liked coming down here.
Anna was a toddler now and they needed to make sure she was fed before anything else happened. Amazing how this little girl could take over the lives of two grown adults. She was 1-1/2 years old and starting to form her identity, her personality. It was fascinating and such a joy to see her basically become a person. The beautiful baby, the boundless life was starting to take a direction- a human finding the key to functioning in this world. Of course her parents would forge that key, but she had to find the doors it fit in, and make sure that she didn’t lose it.