My spheres are colliding
My mom text messaged me to tell me that she and my father were watching a really good documentary.
What documentary?
Nobody Knows: The Untold Story of Black Mormons.
…At this point I got excited because I totally know Margaret Blair Young.
Well…er, by “know,” I mean I may have blogged once with her.
Er, by “blogged once,” I mean I may have once commented at By Common Consent on one of her articles. And she probably wouldn’t have even seen my comment since I’m banninated there.
…I liked my life when my blogging world and the world of my parents were separate. These first world problems, man…
Anyway, after I pointed out that I knew one of the creators of the documentary, my mom texted back: SMH.
SMH? What’s SMH about this?
Her response: For somebody who is a self-proclaimed atheist, you sure are obsessed with Mormonism.
From my own mother! I am so misunderstood. I replied “Proverbs 22:6.”
not obsessed – it’s a constant having to fend off
not unlike being gay in a heterosexual world
you have to constantly come out to people so they don’t assume