Coming Out Day

Nope, I am NOT gay and there is no closet. What is happening today and making me quake in my boots is that the remainder of my teeth, the front twelve, top and bottom, are coming out to make room for gosh-darn, boney-fyde, store-boughten choppers. I am excited and scared at the same time. I've had trouble with my teeth for years (inherited) and this is where the trouble ends and a new adjustment begins. I will be at the dentist's and in his chair from 9:00 AM to 12:00 noon, YIKES!!!

I called a friend last night and told her that I was fixing my hair in front of the mirror and sucked in my cheeks to make my face look thinner and the darn inner cheeks met in the middle of my mouth because there were no back teeth to stop them. You should have seen how funny it looked on the outside. Well, I'll, at least, be a blast at parties.

I received a note of encouragement from an adopted, adult friend who is a member of Bastard Nation. I mentioned to her that I always loved the humor and satire written by members of BN. That satire has helped me laugh at a painful situation when I really needed to. Some Mom friends and I have taken to calling each other "sluts" and giggling like girls. Thanks to my new friend. We don't see eye to eye on every issue, but she has a load of my respect.

When we take ourselves too seriously, we lose perspective, depth and focus. That's usually when we become legends in our own minds and delve into the dangerous waters of terminal uniqueness. I forget who said this but I can remember the words, "laugh WITH everyone else and laugh AT yourself and you'll be OK." I have had my time with that dangerous self-involvement to the exclusion of good emotional health and I don't want to go back there. Reunion helped that situation, a lot. Nothing like a good reality check to awaken one to the world around you.

If we BSE Moms and others with righteous issues ever want to make a go of it, we have to make time for humor, lightness and a little wrangling. Superstars usually burn themselves into black holes. I'll settle for letting my own little light shine where it will. And meanwhile, let's all remember that we have to make room for real life. Thus endeth today's homily from the Right Rev. Robin the Self-Righteous.

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