Tonight Gerry and I had a meeting with a financial advisor. Just organizing a few things.
This guy is our new advisor, here in Sydney.
He asked about children – how many total, how many dependents. I said 7 boys.
“You didn’t have them all together?” he asked.
I looked blank.
“Some are from Gerry’s first marriage, right?” he continued.
I was startled. I forgot that it can seem weird to some people, that yes, Gerry has 7 children but, yes, he has only been married once and, yes, I gave birth to all 7; I am the mother of all 7; that we are not a blended family… Not that there is something bad about a blended family but it is comical to find that a large family is assumed to be a blended family. To be told that I don’t look or act like a mother of a large family ( how am I supposed to act, btw? lol!).
The advisor took some convincing.
Then asked if were “good Catholics”.
I had to laugh.