There were but 3 photos of my father,
1 of my mother’s parents,
yet numerous ones of me & Caitlin,
as if Mother’s life had started with us.
There was not a single picture of David in our house,
& there were times, when he wasn’t there,
I wondered if he existed at all.
David was 39,
I was 18–
he was a young soul,
a romantic idealist–
I, an old soul,
who simply fell in love
with his idealism.
I, like the Holy Ghost the elders had spoken of,
had been David’s constant companion,
even as he had been my savior,
& Mother, his goddess.
If I wanted to be reunited
with them in the afterlife,
I would have to be baptized as well,
for where David went, I went.
Logline for Because of Mindy Wiley: An Irish-Catholic girl coming of age in the Deep South during the New Millennium finds her family splintered when two Mormon missionaries come to her door, their presence and promise unearthing long-buried family secrets, which lead to her excommunication and exile.