I am life insurance

April 25, 2023 by Sheryl J. Moore

Yesterday, I had a breakthrough with my head doctor.

SOMETHING GOOD HAPPENED!

**********I realized that I no longer define myself as the woman whose son, her firstborn took his own life after being relentlessly bullied, for being gay.**********

(This is how I have introduced myself since July 27, 2013: the terrible, awful, no good, very bad day.)

I’M NO LONGER THAT PERSON!

I’m a 47-year-old girl that:

– Wears pigtails;

– Is covered in tattoos;

– Married The Hottest Man Alive;

– Listens to hip hop;

– Cries when strangers are hurting;

– Sports Beastie Boys T-shirts every day;

– Rocks sequined Converse All-Stars;

– Sings Christian music;

– Occasionally drops an F-Bomb;

– Runs a bed-and-breakfast;

– Streams documentaries;

– Donates tens of thousands each year to non-profits that help LGBTQ kids;

– Carries ridiculously-expensive handbags;

– Has ears, adorned in piercings;

– Reads every book she can get her hands on;

– Drives a rose gold, glitter BMW;

– Needs an Emotional Support Animal;

– Yells compliments across the aisle, to strangers at the store;

– Is a major cinephile;

– Has four living children, plus one that lives in Heaven; and

– Totally digs life insurance and annuities.

I am a Character.

I am broken.

Yet, I am healing.

AND-

I AM life insurance. -sjm