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I was born "pretty"
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Pearls From My Dear, Dead Mom.
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I was born "pretty"
PLEASE BE PATIENT. PLEASE BE KIND.
Some people were born smart. I was born “pretty.”
There I was, Forrest Gumping it across America—no Nikes, just me and my car, because running was definitely not my thing. Six months, coast to coast, with a grin that said, “I have no idea what I’m doing, but I’m fully committed.”
Some thought I should’ve been.
Why the sudden escape? Simple: I was down to my last marble—and it was about to roll. After two years as a full-time caregiver for my parents during COVID—Dad being his ever-appreciative but Commander-in-Chief self, and Mom having just lost her battle with cancer—I needed out of that house. It was the road or a straitjacket.
Growing up gay with a minister dad in an ultra-conservative religion, I spent a lifetime running from myself. But this time, I wasn’t running—I was searching for the part of me I’d lost. Which part? D. All of the above.
Then came the plot twist: I started talking to my mom. Yes, the dear, dead one. And to my shock, she answered—with pearls I’d ignored for decades. It turns out that those little nuggets of wisdom led me to the very things that make my life worth loving.
It took me over fifty years and my dear, dead mom to figure it out.
I’m so damn “pretty,” I can’t stand it.