i have says to word at you

Three people yesterday told me, upon hearing my brother was proven to be the father, “I’m going to call you Aunt ______ from now on!” (Blank because these people refer to me differently.)

My response: “Please don’t.”

I feel like that makes me a jerk somehow I don’t intend. I’m not super negative about this development. But that isn’t my identity, okay? 

Half awake, half asleep, brain drifting, ideas a little more than mist a little less than solid. The choice is move and try to hold them or stay still and let them formulate but fall asleep before they reach a state where they can stay with me.

I wake up and remember there were visitors but not who they were.

Things will work out.

Right?