Who is Sally?

I often get asked the question, “Who is Sally?” Every time I get that question I chuckle to myself. It is apparent to everyone I don’t want her reading many of the stories I write about my life, and the reasoning behind that is she is the woman who had the exceptional honor of birthing me, and the unbelievable misfortune of raising me. She is the sweetest, kindest, most caring woman in the world who has, in the past, drawn comparisons to Mary Poppins (practically perfect in every way). I feel bad about many of the things I did as a child to upset her (the fire, trying to drown one of my sisters, placing a bomb in her car), and hope I didn’t take too much time off her life. Everyone in the world deserves the chance to meet this incredible woman. I put the warnings on my stories so she can continue to live with the belief I potentially grew up to be the young man she had always envisioned me being.

For every story I post that would be evidence to the contrary I would like everyone to know that she is a wonderful person, a smart and caring woman, and the best mother in the world.

How could she not be the best mother ever?

She raised me.

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