..."Ruth, how did you figure out who you wanted to be?" I ask, but this is not exactly what I want to know. What I really want to ask, but don't, is when will I become who I am supposed to be.
"I haven't yet figured out who I want to be, dear." Ruth says, answering both my questions, and then throws her head back in a hearty unselfconscious laugh.
"I'm not kidding. I haven't figured it out yet. but don't tell my daughters that. I lie to them every day. I tell them they will figure it out with time. To just keep doing what they are doing. But let me let you in on a little secret, because I think you can handle it.
She leans in to whisper i my ear.
She leans in to whisper i my ear.
"All parents lie to their children. It's our duty. But the truth of the matter is, I don't think
many of us know what we are doing. We all walk around much of the time confused and very much alone"...
many of us know what we are doing. We all walk around much of the time confused and very much alone"...
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