this is a public service announcement. call your mom. or, call somebody who s been like a mom to you. or at least call somebody who is a great mom and tell them that you think so. it s important. my mom grew up in really, really poor northeastern canada in newfoundland. they closed the fisheries and nobody had any work. and so my mom felt like she had three work options. really, only three. she could be a nun. she could be a nurse. or she could be a teacher. she didn t want to be a nun, for a lot of reasons. squeamish around blood and not interested in the human body. and tried teaching and didn t like it. so she fled the country. left in the dead of night without telling anybody and emigrated to the united states, where one of her other sisters had also fled. they were these two hot blond girls from canada with no money and no connections, what were they going to do? so they both got secretary jobs. i find pride in what my mom did
and so my mom felt like she had three work options. really, only three. she could be a nun. she could be a nurse. or she could be a teacher. she didn t want to be a nun for a lot of reasons. squeamish around blood and not interested in the human body. and tried teaching and didn t like it. so she fled the country. left in the dead of night without telling anybody and emigrated to the united states where one of her other sisters had also fled. they were these two hot blond girls from canada with no money and no connections, what were they going to do? so they both got secretary jobs. i find pride in what my mom did in her gumption. like given the range of opportunities she had, she s like, i choose not to take any of those three options and instead to make new options for myself. that sense of self-worth that it took for her to do that rather than passively accepting what was offered to her is totally inspirational to me. had she had the opportunities that i had, she d be secretary some