Just Own Up to It
We all do stupid things sometimes. When I was in high school I, of course, wanted to be liked by everyone which I have since learned is virtually impossible. But one of the most common currencies in high school is gossip and if you have gossip on someone and you share it, it tends to make you more popular. I was not immune to this.Read More
Dad! She says you’re gay!!!
For someone who has two gay dads I didn’t even know what “gay” meant until I was seven. Cause guess what? To me, they were just my dads. It wasn’t until one day when we were in Hawaii (my Dad and I on vacation, my Daddy working hard on a business trip) and I started […]Read More
A Cure for the Mondays…on a Tuesday
This morning I was having a serious case of the Mondays even thought it’s a Tuesday… The idea of moving sounded hard—let alone negotiating real estate transactions. But then I remembered something… I come from a family of car dancers. A good song comes on while we’re on our way somewhere and we just can’t […]Read More
My Presence Begs a lot of Questions
I’ve done a lot of explaining my whole life. My family and the way we looked never quite made immediate sense to people. Our mere presence in a room had to be explained because we were confusing to the world. It’s not like there was Modern Family or Glee on TV in 1993. Every time […]Read More
Dear Uncle Herb, where did I come from?
For most kids the question of, “where did I come from” has a much simpler answer than it did for me. So, of course, when I was about four and a half and I asked my Dad, where I came from he had to think on his feet for the easiest way to explain things. […]Read More
Dream, Write, Let go…
I believe that I can manifest anything in the world by putting it out into the universe and then working hard on the things I know I can change and then just letting go. Sometimes I forget that when I was 15 one of my parent’s more “spiritually inclined” friends gave me a candle and a […]Read More
Dear Uncle Herb…
When I was a wee one my Uncle Herb (who was really a family friend) told my Dad that every time I did something funny or noteworthy that he should write Herb an email so that he could be the keeper of the Chelsea story vault. A few years ago, Uncle Herb sent my Dad […]Read More
Daddy always said, “Say Your Prayers”
I always had trouble sleeping as a kid. I always wanted to sleep in my parents bed and every time I tried to sleep in my own bed there was somewhat of an emotional breakdown. I didn’t want to. I was so scared. And let’s face it, I ended up sleeping in my parents’ bed […]Read More