I'm loving being in San Diego amidst the fam. They're crazy, but this kind of crazy I can (usually) handle.
We (my mom, Adam/Gina, and Jonathan) were at dinner tonight and I started talking about the memoir. I told my mother: "Dad is going to freak when he reads it. You probably won't like some of the stuff in there either."
She said: "You're writing your reality. I don't have to buy into it." She said it in such a calm, confident way. It was awesome.
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