My Birthday
Little did I know what was coming on my 16th birthday…
Cheryl, my 19 year old sister, my 37 year old mother and I were eating supper like any normal Thursday night. It was the one night each week when Mom insisted we all eat together. She and Dad had divorced when I was 4. I never did know what the split was about, but Mom had sworn off men. “Dates” she went on were always with women. Cheryl dated a guy for a while, but now was openly gay, and Mom did not seem to have a probl...