I love my family and I know they love me, but I'm the black sheep on both my mom's and my dad's side.
Of the gang from the old neighborhood, there's only one other single mom, and she's a retired police officer (in NYC, you can retire with a 50% pension after 20 years) so I'm the only single mom who works full-time.
My neighborhood is VERY Catholic, and while my faith is unwavering, my belief in Catholicism isn't as strong.
I like to eat meat, I LOVE gluten and I don't believe buying organic food is better.
I never felt the need to drive a flashy car, or wear designer brand clothing (although I do loves me some vintage Coach purses), or eat in the fanciest restaurants.
Sometimes I just feel like I'm somewhere out in space, somewhat untethered.
Am I the only one who feels this way?
