kinda not hating on my freckles these days….
when i was young and not so fancy on my freckly face; my aunt charla told me my spots were merely kisses from the angels above. i had a smattering of specks so this narrative helped me out of some angst- ridden, adolescent hiding.
this is also the aunt who told me thunder and lightning is the sound of dead nuns and priests bowling strikes in heaven.
Always wanted freckles! And red hair, and glasses
hahaha, charla.
Seems to me, I was the only adult in the family who told you the real truth! No hiding behind the tooth fairy or Santa Claus myths! Though I do regret telling you the monsters under your bed were real.
That might have caused an extra year or two of therapy.